Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crawlers
Crawlers
Performer
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
Synthesizer
Holly Minto
Holly Minto
Vocals
Amy Woodall
Amy Woodall
Electric Guitar
Liv May
Liv May
Bass
Harry Breen
Harry Breen
Drums
Tom Roach
Tom Roach
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Holly Minto
Holly Minto
Composer
Amy Woodall
Amy Woodall
Composer
Harry Breen
Harry Breen
Composer
Olivia Kettle
Olivia Kettle
Composer
Jamie Hartman
Jamie Hartman
Composer
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
Producer
Tom Roach
Tom Roach
Mixing Engineer
Robin Schmidt
Robin Schmidt
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
This time last year, I was someone
Now I'm jealous of the pictures of my friends
The night is back and I stare at the Mersey
You were worth every tear in the end
I paid the doctor so I could live happy
Now I feel nothing at all
I cry as I touch myself and look at the view
Think hard enough you're here with me too
[PreChorus]
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Golden bridge
[Chorus]
I'd never see the smiles of my own sister's child
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
I'd never hear the chanting from all the crowds of people
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
[PostChorus]
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
[Instrumental]
I'm scared of sleeping, can the nighttime sedate me?
It's always when I'm scared of being alone
I sleep with the light on, you used to do that
Keep the screen light reflecting on your phone
Holding at my throat, it's like a comfort
My therapist said I look stoned
But, God, I can't drink, not with anyone beside me
I said I'd rather do it alone
[PreChorus]
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
[Chorus]
I'd never see the smiles of my own sister's child
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
I'd never hear the chanting from all the crowds of people
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
[PostChorus]
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
[Chorus]
I'd never see the smiles of my own sister's child
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
I'd never hear the chanting from all the crowds of people
God, it hurts to look back
It hurts to look back
[PostChorus]
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Say it how it is
[Outro]
Golden bridge (Golden bridge)
Golden bridge (Say it how it is)
Golden bridge (Golden bridge)
Say it how it is
Golden bridge
Written by: Amy Woodall, Harry Breen, Holly Minto, Jamie Hartman, Olivia Kettle
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