Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Connor Mac
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Giles Nuttall
Composição
Connor McLaughlin
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Connor Mac
Produção
Letra
It takes one to know one,
A sympathetic soul.
She's got fire in her blood
And I can empathise.
We both need to lose control
Just like falling stones.
She paints scenes round the city.
I'm a fool on the stage.
Lost my heart to a hippie.
My mama said we're "living in a bygone age.
Kid, things ain't the same."
I am wearing her thin.
She's beating me down.
We're both spiralling.
She is bleeding me dry.
I'm holding her back ...
Or so people think.
I never know what each new day will bring.
It's a roll of the dice. It's a wonderful thing
That she keeps me guessing.
My own terrible blessing.
I am wearing her thin.
She's beating me down.
We're both spiralling.
She is bleeding me dry.
I'm holding her back ...
Even the best laid plans
Fall right through our hands.
We'll go with the good times baby.
We'll go with the good times baby!
I am wearing her thin.
She's beating me down.
We're both spiralling.
She is bleeding me dry.
I'm holding her back.
Or so people think ...
Or so people think ...
Writer(s): Giles Dougal Nuttall, Connor Ross William Mclaughlin
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