Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
The Dead South
The Dead South
Interpretação
Nathaniel Hilts
Nathaniel Hilts
Vocais
Scott Pringle
Scott Pringle
Bandolim
Colton Crawford
Colton Crawford
Banjo
Danny Kenyon
Danny Kenyon
Violoncelo
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Nate Hilts
Nate Hilts
Composição
Scott Pringle
Scott Pringle
Composição
Danny Kenyon
Danny Kenyon
Composição
Colton Crawford
Colton Crawford
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Nik Kozub
Nik Kozub
Engenharia (masterização)
Kyle "Rhubarb" Halvorson
Kyle "Rhubarb" Halvorson
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

[Verse 1]
I'd give this an introduction, but I don't think it needs one
[Verse 2]
Dead love couldn't go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh, Lord, I ain't coming home with you
[Verse 3]
My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh, babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
[Verse 4]
I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage, it smells, tells, Hell's bells, misspells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on the tree
After I count down, three rounds in Hell, I'll be in good company
[Verse 5]
Dead Love couldn't go no further
Proud of and disgusted by her
Push, shove, a little bruised and battered
Oh, Lord, I ain't coming home with you
[Verse 6]
My life's a bit more colder
Dead wife is what I told her
Brass knife sinks into my shoulder
Oh, babe, don't know what I'm gonna do
[Verse 7]
I see my redhead, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee, my squeeze
The stage, it smells, tells, Hell's bells, misspells, knocks me on my knees
It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt, hang me on the tree
After I count down, three rounds in Hell, I'll be in good company
[Verse 8]
In Hell, I'll be in good company
In Hell, I'll be in good company
Written by: Colton Crawford, Danny Kenyon, Nate Hilts, Scott Pringle
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