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Utwór Old został wydany 20 stycznia 2023 przez 717490 Records DK jako część albumu Neverland - EP

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TEKST UTWORU

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Sam Opoku

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Samuel Opoku

Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

I said bartender, I need one shot whiskey

Two shots of pain and a dash of some memory

With life's lemons I made lemonade

Does it still taste the same if I mix it with some Hennessey

Dreams of being young and unafraid

But I loved somebody and it drained all my energy

Oh, and I thought that love was magnificent

I remember being seven years old

Thinking "Oh My God" what's it feel to be twenty-three

Now I'm twenty-seven staring at a kid in the mirror

And all I do is wonder if he's proud of me

Broken promises made me this way I swear

I wasn't always numb and indifferent

Bartender

I need one shot of whiskey

But what could I tip you to refund my innocence

(Oh hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo)

Would I rather be rich in gold

Or rather be rich in the fire

What if I wake up alone

Maybe I'm sick and tired

Or maybe I'm just getting (oh hoo hoo hoo)

Maybe I'm just getting older

Hey bartender

Happily ever after, why don't I don't see it happening

Hey bartender

Have you ever been in love with someone but terrified of settling

Remember I was young and behaved

But I hurt somebody and I couldn't find a remedy

And I thought that love was like medicine

I remember being seven years old

Thinking "Oh My God" what's it feel to be twenty-three

Now I'm twenty-nine starting at a kid in the mirror

And all I do is wonder if he's proud of me

Broken promises made me this way I swear

I wasn't always numb and indifferent

Bartender, I need one shot of whiskey

But what could I tip you to refund my innocence

(Oh hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo)

Cause I don't wanna be rich in gold

I'd rather be rich in the fire

I don't wanna wake up alone

Maybe I'm sick and tired

Or maybe I'm just getting old

I'd rather have you to hold

Maybe I'm just getting

They say the older you get

Oh, the wiser you are I should be wiser by far

But I feel more like a child now

Heaven knows I'm a mess

But there's still some time to build us

A sandcastle inside of this hourglass

And I hope that it's with you when I say

Bartender, one shot of whiskey

Two shots of pain and a dash of some memory

Written by: Samuel Opoku

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