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INTERPRÉTATION
Jimmy Stafford
Guitare
Pat Monahan
Voix principales
Scott Underwood
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Pat Monahan
Paroles/Composition
Sacha Skarbek
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Martin Terefe
Production
Dyre Gormsen
Ingénierie de prise de son
Iain Hill
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ainsley Adams
Assistance d’ingénierie
Nathan Winter
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mark Endert
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
I thought I knew it all
I've been through the highs, said all my goodbyes
Learned to run before I learned to crawl
It's not worth fighting for if one of us is sure
And one of us is dying, trying to find loves cure
I have waited all my life to paint these cities red
Thoughts I've always had here are stuck inside my head
It's not worth waiting for if one of us wants more
And one of us is dying, trying to find love's door
When we learn how to fly
We forget to how walk
When we learn how to sing
We don't wanna hear each other talk
Here we are at the finish line, ah-ah-ah-ah
Here we are at the finish line
And you, you really thought you knew
Everything to do
With holding onto me
And holding on this time
Is making me slip right through your hands
And now you don't understand
Trying to find love all yourself
When we learn how to fly
We forget to how walk
When we learn how to sing
We don't wanna hear each other talk
When we know what we want
We forget what we need
When you find who you are
You forget about me
Here we are at the finish line, ah-ah-ah-ah
Here we are at the finish line, ah-ah-ah-ah
Here we are at the finish line
Ah-ah-ah-ah ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah ah
Writer(s): Sacha Skarbek, Patrick T. Monahan
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