Video musicale

In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Cadillac Three
The Cadillac Three
Performer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programming
Jaren Johnston
Jaren Johnston
Background Vocals
Kelby Ray Caldwell
Kelby Ray Caldwell
Lap Steel Guitar
Neil Mason
Neil Mason
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Mason
Neil Mason
Composer
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Composer
Luke Dick
Luke Dick
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Cadillac Three
The Cadillac Three
Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Rachael Moore
Rachael Moore
Assistant Recording Engineer
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Editing Engineer
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Rachel Cave
Rachel Cave
Studio Personnel
Doug Rich
Doug Rich
Studio Personnel
Janice Soled
Janice Soled
Studio Personnel

Testi

Well, she's a loner She'll never let you on the inside Yeah, he's a stoner Lost behind red eyes You're a drunk if you're leanin' on the back wall You a player if you take her after last call I wonder what you see when you look at me, yeah 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled (Uh) Prom queen's got a nine-month secret He's got a boyfriend, but he prays to Jesus It's gettin' harder to hide, so they hit the light So nobody can see 'em Nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled Well, you come into the world with a new tattoo Little red, little white, little black, little blue (Yeah) Oh, you come into the world with your own tattoo But nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled You can't judge a record by its cover 'Til you hear it spinnin' on the turntable There's always more behind the title One man's enemy's another man's brother One man's ex is another man's lover We try to peel 'em off like a brand on a bottle 'Cause nobody wants to be labeled (Yeah) Nobody wants to be labeled (Alright)
Writer(s): Corey Crowder, Luke Dick, Neil Mason Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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