Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LP
Vocals
Isabella Summers
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LP
Songwriter
Billy Steinberg
Songwriter
Josh Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Schubert
Additional Engineer
Brad Townsend
Additional Engineer
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeremy Miller
Assistant Engineer
Lance Sumner
Assistant Engineer
Tom Rasulo
Assistant Engineer
Isabella Summers
Co-Producer
Doug McKean
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Lars Fox
Recording Engineer
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Testi
[Verse 1]
We paid our dues, no lust for fame
When tides get turned
They know your name
When all of you were fast asleep
We made ourselves the ones to beat
[Verse 2]
We were down on our knees
We were so close to defeat
Heard the chant, grab your hand
One thing I'll never understand
It was magic, magic, ho
[Verse 3]
Skies of blue, fields of green
And the crowd was deafening
Out of breath, all done in
But still we found a way to win
It was magic, magic, ho
[Verse 4]
We run for love, we run through hurt
But Gods conspire our fall to Earth
But not before we light the flame
And feed our hunger for the game
[Verse 5]
We were down on our knees
We were so close to defeat
Heard the chant, grab your hand
One thing I'll never understand
It was magic, magic, ho
[Verse 6]
Skies of blue, fields of green
And the crowd was deafening
Out of breath, all done in
But still we found a way to win
It was magic, magic, ho
[Verse 7]
Our blood will run together
And we won't know surrender, oh
[Verse 8]
We were down on our knees
We were so close to defeat
Heard the chant, grab your hand
One thing I'll never understand
It was magic, magic, ho
[Verse 9]
Skies of blue, fields of green
And the crowd was deafening
Out of breath, all done in
But still we found a way to win
It was magic, magic, ho
Written by: Billy Steinberg, Josh Alexander, LP