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Static
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W trasie
Alternative Folk
Utwór Static został wydany 29 października 2021 przez Eleanor Buckland jako część albumu You Don't Have to Know
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Data wydania29 października 2021
WytwórniaEleanor Buckland
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM164

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eleanor Buckland
Eleanor Buckland
Lead Vocals
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Electric Guitar
Mairi Chaimbeul
Mairi Chaimbeul
Keyboards
Sam Gleason
Sam Gleason
Electric Guitar
Justin Ruppel
Justin Ruppel
Drums
Charles James
Charles James
Electric Bass Guitar
elise boeur
elise boeur
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Songwriter
Abby Buckland
Abby Buckland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Hey, hey, hey, I keep looking for a reason to run away
Dragging the weight of shame
Oh no, trying so hard not to throw it a bone
I hear it scratching at the screen door of a bad dream
I'm all alone, sneak out the window into the night
Looking over my shoulder, I hold my breath, but the dogs still bite
Waking in a sweat so cold
Breathing in the thrill of rock and roll
Wishing I could shut it down when the crowd gets mean
Looking for the fault in all my dreams
Hoping I'll get dressed up for a big mess
Who am I now? Have I really been ruled by the madding crowd?
I keep on pleasing, I look in the mirror, who do I see?
Listening for a signal, am I coming
In clear through the constant noise?
If they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I gotta turn it down
I can't hear myself through the echoing doubt
Surrendering to the static every time it drowns me out
I knew a friend who was daring, gleaming
Wanted to climb up the tallest tree
Always reaching higher, dreaming was all they knew
Even when the kids were laughing at school
No inhibitions, they were never listening
Do they look like me?
Do I remember how it felt to be free?
I'm the pretender and I can't recognize the truth I'm trying to find
A signal, am I coming in clear through the constant noise?
And if they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I gotta turn it down
Sending out a signal, am I coming in clear through the echoing doubt?
And if they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I'm gonna turn it down
And everywhere you look, everybody's trying to keep you quiet
If I surrender to the static, it'll drown me out
Written by: Abby Buckland, Adam Iredale-Gray, Eleanor Buckland
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