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Static
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Em turnê
Alternative Folk
Static foi lançado em 29 de outubro de 2021 por Eleanor Buckland como parte do álbum You Don't Have to Know
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Data de lançamento29 de outubro de 2021
SeloEleanor Buckland
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM164

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Eleanor Buckland
Eleanor Buckland
Vocais principais
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Guitarra elétrica
Mairi Chaimbeul
Mairi Chaimbeul
Teclados
Sam Gleason
Sam Gleason
Guitarra elétrica
Justin Ruppel
Justin Ruppel
Bateria
Charles James
Charles James
Baixo elétrico
elise boeur
elise boeur
Vocal de apoio
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Composição
Abby Buckland
Abby Buckland
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Adam Iredale-Gray
Adam Iredale-Gray
Produção

Letra

Hey, hey, hey, I keep looking for a reason to run away
Dragging the weight of shame
Oh no, trying so hard not to throw it a bone
I hear it scratching at the screen door of a bad dream
I'm all alone, sneak out the window into the night
Looking over my shoulder, I hold my breath, but the dogs still bite
Waking in a sweat so cold
Breathing in the thrill of rock and roll
Wishing I could shut it down when the crowd gets mean
Looking for the fault in all my dreams
Hoping I'll get dressed up for a big mess
Who am I now? Have I really been ruled by the madding crowd?
I keep on pleasing, I look in the mirror, who do I see?
Listening for a signal, am I coming
In clear through the constant noise?
If they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I gotta turn it down
I can't hear myself through the echoing doubt
Surrendering to the static every time it drowns me out
I knew a friend who was daring, gleaming
Wanted to climb up the tallest tree
Always reaching higher, dreaming was all they knew
Even when the kids were laughing at school
No inhibitions, they were never listening
Do they look like me?
Do I remember how it felt to be free?
I'm the pretender and I can't recognize the truth I'm trying to find
A signal, am I coming in clear through the constant noise?
And if they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I gotta turn it down
Sending out a signal, am I coming in clear through the echoing doubt?
And if they don't play it on the radio
It doesn't mean I'm gonna turn it down
And everywhere you look, everybody's trying to keep you quiet
If I surrender to the static, it'll drown me out
Written by: Abby Buckland, Adam Iredale-Gray, Eleanor Buckland
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