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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Amos Lee
Chant
Nat Skiles
Mandoline
Chris Joyner
Orgue
Jaron Olevsky
Basse
Pete Thomas
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Amos Lee
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Barrie Maguire
Production
Adam Winokur
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jim Bottari
Ingénierie
Kevin Killen
Ingénierie de mixage
Greg Calibi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Shane Smith
Ingénierie
Paroles
It ain't no jive
I was burnin' alive
Whenever you walked in the room
It happened so quickly
I was feelin' so sickly
Like a lover who lost his muse
The sharks in the tank
The man in the bank
He wants my money to loan
I can't understand
What the hell is his plan
I ain't even got a home
Ain't got a home
The girl on the street
With holes in her feet
Looks through eyes of a clown
She don't look at me
Just feelin' kinda sad
So I just walk around
I reassess
She's down on her luck
She's reading a book of lies
I don't know when I'll be comin' home, baby
But I sure can sympathize
Can sympathize
Can sympathize
Angels spread their wings
On all the dirty things
You do
She drops to the floor
Her head's by the door
Her bible is by her side
Heaven is callin'
The new world is fallin'
And she ain't got a single person left
To confide
No one to confide
No one to confide
Oh, to confide
I sympathize
Can sympathize
Written by: Amos Lee


