album cover
Drive
1983
Rock
Utwór Drive został wydany 8 czerwca 2005 przez Atlantic Records UK jako część albumu Hours
album cover
AlbumHours
Data wydania8 czerwca 2005
WytwórniaAtlantic Records UK
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM122

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Funeral for a Friend
Funeral for a Friend
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Funeral for a Friend
Funeral for a Friend
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Funeral for a Friend
Funeral for a Friend
Co-Producer
Floyd Reitsma
Floyd Reitsma
Assistant Engineer
Sam Hofstedt
Sam Hofstedt
Assistant Engineer
Terry Date
Terry Date
Producer

Tekst Utworu

And I wish it was sweeter
The taste of your mouth
Because right now it hurts too much to be
Closer than this
And with one hard look
I can tell that you've had enough of these useless sunsets
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
So tell your father that
That you're mine
And I'll swear we'll run away
And I'll make a plan and save
Everyone from themselves
And put them in the ground
And put them in the ground
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
Sitting in the car with the radio
Turned to static, feeling quite tragic
And with one strategic blow
And you find yourself back in the hole
That you used to sit so comfortably in
Sitting in the car with the radio
Turned to static, feeling quite tragic
And with one strategic blow
And you find yourself back in the hole
You used to sit so comfortably in
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
This could be a movie
This could be our final act
We don't need these happy endings
Sitting in the car with the radio
Turned to static, feeling quite tragic
And with one strategic blow
And you find yourself back in the hole
That you used to sit so comfortably in
Sitting in the car with the radio
Turned to static, feeling quite tragic
And with one strategic blow
And you find yourself back in the hole
That you used to sit so comfortably, comfortably in
Written by: Funeral for a Friend
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