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Reckless
1391
Alternative
Utwór Reckless został wydany 17 lipca 2015 przez Columbia jako część albumu How Does It Feel
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Data wydania17 lipca 2015
WytwórniaColumbia
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM125

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MS MR
MS MR
Performer
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Piano
Zachary Nicita
Zachary Nicita
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Composer
Lizzy Plapinger
Lizzy Plapinger
Composer
Zachary Edmund Nicita
Zachary Edmund Nicita
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Producer
Zachary Nicita
Zachary Nicita
Producer
Phil Joly
Phil Joly
Recording Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
Raid the room, a tactical tool
Aligned in step, we're perilous fools
Fools, fools, fools
Higher than heaven
A careless frisk
Dancing in the dark
Fluent in being reckless
Reckless
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
A crooked hustle will get you nowhere
Privileged pavement can be broken here
Higher than heaven
A harmless crush
Dancing in the dark
I'm living for your touch
Your touch
Hunt or be hunted
On the ground beneath the fuss
Corrupt chemistry, that got the best of us
Want and be wanted
On the ground beneath the fuss
Cool complexity that got the best of us
There's no one left to deceive
There's nothing more to discuss
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
Written by: Lizzy Plapinger, Max Hershenow, Zachary Edmund Nicita
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