Weekends — Freya Ridings: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

Weekends

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Weekends foi lançado em 28 de abril de 2023 por Good Soldier Records como parte do álbum Blood Orange

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Freya Ridings

Vocais

Chris Laws

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Tim Laws

Violão

Everton Nelson

Violino

Alison Dods

Violino

Richard George

Violino

Ian Humphries

Violino

Magnus Johnston

Magnus Johnston

Violino

Natalie Bonner

Violino

Steve Mac

Teclados

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Freya Ridings

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Steve Mac

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PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Serban Ghenea

Engenharia (mixagem)

Chris Laws

Engenharia

Bryce Bordone

Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)

Chris Gehringer

Chris Gehringer

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Al Lawson

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Daniel Pursey

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Steve Mac

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I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

You say, now I see

You busy out and living the wildest of dreams

With new friends, new cities

But now inside my heart wants to scream

Where's the love that I knew we ignited?

Darkness in me and I learned how to hide it

Made you believe that I’m happier like this

No, no

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want to hold

You turn, say to me

You're happy and you’re actually seeing somebody

And you’re both so proud of me

But now inside my heart starts to scream

Where is the love that I know we ignited?

Fire in me, and I learned how to light it

Made you believe I was happier like this

No, no

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn’t call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want to hold

We had a love that never died

You were my world and on my side

From bright as day to dark as night

You look at me and ask me why

I don’t really have friends, don’t go out on weekends

I don’t have a lover left to hold

Friday night I’m alone, sat at the piano

Thinking 'bout the love we used to know

Sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I’m drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I’m so fucking lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want

Heart I want to hold

Written by: Freya Ridings, Steve Mac

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