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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Stone Cherry
Black Stone Cherry
Performer
John Fred Young
John Fred Young
Drums
Ben Wells
Ben Wells
Guitar
Chris Robertson
Chris Robertson
Guitar
Steve Jewell Jr.
Steve Jewell Jr.
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Fred Young
John Fred Young
Composer
Ben Wells
Ben Wells
Composer
Chris Robertson
Chris Robertson
Composer
Steve Jewell Jr.
Steve Jewell Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Stone Cherry
Black Stone Cherry
Producer
Jordan Westfall
Jordan Westfall
Executive Producer

Letra

Memory lane, it's '85, a baby boy with big blue eyes And promises just waiting to be broken A different voice, a different day All the same in a different way Lies are sweeter, softly spoken Sometimes I wonder why, why I even try When nothing ever seems to change I get nervous, scratch the surface Is anybody listening? I feel worthless, introverted The silence is deafening Come tomorrow when I'm older I will be somebody's shoulder I'm not perfect, just a person And I stay fucking nervous Love and pain, lights that shine Another chance for you to lie Don't forget to say I love you Something strange, to my surprise Another lover you did find It only hurts because it's true Sometimes I wonder why, why I even try When nothing ever seems to change I get nervous, scratch the surface Is anybody listening? I feel worthless, introverted The silence is deafening Come tomorrow when I'm older I will be somebody's shoulder I'm not perfect, just a person And I stay fucking nervous Tell me what I'm looking for Tell me what I'm trying to find I could never watch you hurt Watch me break this fucking curse I get nervous, scratch the surface Is anybody listening? I feel worthless, introverted The silence is deafening Come tomorrow when I'm older I will be somebody's shoulder I'm not perfect, just a person And I stay fucking nervous
Writer(s): Ben Wells, Chris Robertson, John Fred Young, Steve Jewell Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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