Looking Back - Loyle Carner: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

Looking Back

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Looking Back은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 4월 19일일에 AMF에서 발매되었습니다.Not Waving, But Drowning

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앨범Not Waving, But Drowning

발매일2019년 4월 19일

라벨AMF

멜로디에 강한 음악

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발랑스

춤추기 좋은 음악

에너지

BPM96

개요

가사

뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트

Loyle Carner

보컬

Tom Misch

프로그래밍

Diana Russell

목소리 출연

작곡 및 작사

Tom Misch

작곡가

Benjamin Coyle-Larner

Benjamin Coyle-Larner

작사가 겸 작곡가

프로덕션 및 엔지니어링

Tom Misch

프로듀서

Tim Montague

녹음 엔지니어

Dan Parry

믹싱 엔지니어

Nick Mills

어시스턴트 믹싱 엔지니어

Mike Bozzi

마스터링 엔지니어

가사

[Verse 1]

Face this

Like water, never taste this

Evil, white rose to a racist

They used to hype

'Cause my mother's face was white

And my fathers face blacker than

The scene outside the space ship

Flooded with rocks and jewels

Crystal shine and shimmer

He never let me use their words

Due time my jigga

Never called me ****

Said it's the master's tongue

But being black and white

There trouble never asked for none

But they all passed me some

Fuck it, I grabbed it

Both hands int he darkest sun

Scribbled till the parker's done

Grabbed another pen

And scribbled where the parker's spun

Followin' in footsteps of fathers that were asked to run

But not the one who wanted out so they disappear

All caught up in the fam and feelin' like they interfere

I'm thinkin' that my great grandfather

Could've owned my other one

And yo, that shit is weird

[Verse 2]

I'm lost (I am)

Wonderin' my cost (I am)

Tell it you were hurt (I am)

If you don't know your worth (That's it)

So we run form the maker, like sons in Jamaica

Heartbreak, breaker like the sun's an equator

We wasted it (Uh), before we even tasted it

[Verse 3]

Cities on fire

Uh, quite literally

The reason nobody's talkin' remains a mystery

My brother's lost, tellin' him do it differently

I wanna take the blame but we don't share the same history

I'm lost

Wonder my cost up in this place

Mixed race, colour of my face.

Feelin' misplaced

A waste

Ain't tryna tell you how my shit taste

Pack a couple days in this thin case, make a move

And write every day and night till I say the truth

Lose lookin' for some proof that I'm still in the news

You see, I got it all to lose, nothin' to prove

Promise the day I get paid, I'ma pay my dues

Uh, find the karma

Told me I'm from Ghana but really its Guyana

Uh, I'm Coyle Larner to Carner

The birth place of my father's father

I don't know the answer

[Verse 4]

I'm lost

Wonderin' my cost

Telling you it hurts

Uh, if you don't know your worth

Uh, and so we run from the maker, like sons in Jamaica

Heart bait, breaker in the dirt, whatever

Wasted it, before we even tasted it

Fuck

Written by: Benjamin Coyle-Larner, Tom Misch

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