Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
O.A.R.
Performer
Adam Friedman
Bass Guitar
Marc Roberge
Lead Vocals
Brian William Brundage
Electric Guitar
Richard On
Electric Guitar
Jon Lampley
Trumpet
MikelParis
Piano
Dave Eggar
Cello
Katie Kresek
Violin
Diego Núñez
Violin
Jerry DePizzo
Saxophone
Chuck
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Friedman
Songwriter
Marc Roberge
Songwriter
Brian William Brundage
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Friedman
Producer
Arcade Studios in NYC
Recording Engineer
Jeff Juliano
Mixing Engineer
David Cook
Assistant Engineer
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Testi
[Verse 1]
I look for passage through the windows of the masses
Between the storm clouds, but they generally just pass us
And there's some days that I'm stuck between two magnets
It's a crisis in the format of a habit
Truth is, I'm up top in my head doing gymnastics
And not one piece of advice is gonna stop this
[Verse 2]
Through it all you ride, you ride with me
Driving crazy, broken streets
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than here with you, here with me
[Verse 3]
There's a spot down on the west side where we sit at
Twenty years now, but it feels just like a minute
Same placement, but it hits a little bit different, yeah
It's madhouse, all I'm saying, this shit's crazy
And I'm so thankful for the good life with my lady
Now I'm a father to that lady's little babies
[Verse 4]
Through it all you ride, you ride with me
Driving crazy, broken streets
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than here with you, here with me
[Verse 5]
Through it all you ride, you ride with me
Driving crazy, broken streets
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
Than here with you, here with me
Yeah
Oh
Yeah, we ride, yeah, we ride
Yeah, we ride, yeah, we ride
Written by: Adam Friedman, Brian William Brundage, Marc Roberge