Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Vocais
Tom Misch
Tom Misch
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
Composição
Tom Misch
Tom Misch
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Tom Misch
Tom Misch
Produção
Dan Parry
Dan Parry
Engenharia (mixagem)
Dick Beetham
Dick Beetham
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Bedroom, uh
Check, uh
It's been a minute since I've been with some women
Not 'cause they been lackin’, just I been lackin’ the feeling
I've been staring at the ceiling
Listen to the chat that they're revealin’
Wonderin’ if I open up or keep concealin’
I ain't try to be demeanin’, it seems
Thought you knew this, I don't really do this
Movin’ like a Judas
Talking all that talk but ain't no time for acting foolish
When you ask, all of the brothers saying, "True, this"
I might just jump on this for free, jumpin' on them freestyle
I've been well, moving brain, senile
It's sole sunsets, beautiful is one guess
One morning afternoon in that sun dress
The summer flies by every morning, I'm still yawnin’
Same conversation, never borin'
[Verse 2]
I know that these days are feeling cold
My love could take her home
As if we never knew
I was too young for you
[Verse 3]
Ay, and then you say you ain't about guys
Ay, especially brothers from the south side
But been about mine ever since the drought line
You and me been livin’ on this cloud nine
Saying it's about time, stuntin’, front like
Nothin' will change until it drains, ain't nothing the same, uh
'Cause you become like the blood in my veins
Sayin’ I'm way too young to be stuck on the rail
And still it's peak weeks 'til I figured out you played keys
Eighteen, you been listenin' to Jay Dee
Blamin’ the bait trees, telling me you hate these, G's
But didn't need me telling you they ain't me
Because they ain't me, uh, they ain't me
Don't need to know about the colours that they paint me
I've been too busy getting dizzy off that JD
Dreamin’ of the places you could take me, so now I'm saying
[Verse 4]
I know that these days are feeling cold
My love could take her home
As if we never knew
I was too young for you
Written by: Loyle Carner, Tom Misch
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