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AUTOMATIC
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AUTOMATIC foi lançado em 29 de agosto de 2025 por Naive como parte do álbum LIVE-ACTION
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Data de lançamento29 de agosto de 2025
SeloNaive
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM111

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Nate Smith
Nate Smith
Bateria
Lalah Hathaway
Lalah Hathaway
Canto
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Brock Walsh
Brock Walsh
Composição
Mark Goldemberg
Mark Goldemberg
Composição
Nate Smith
Nate Smith
Arranjos
Lalah Hathaway
Lalah Hathaway
Arranjos vocais
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Nate Smith
Nate Smith
Produção
Sebastian White
Sebastian White
Design gráfico
Alex de Turk
Alex de Turk
Engenharia (masterização)
Alex de Jong
Alex de Jong
Engenharia (mixagem)
Orlando Pinder
Orlando Pinder
Fotografia
Phil Beaudreau
Phil Beaudreau
Engenharia (gravação de vocais)

Letra

[Verse 1]
Look what you're doing to me
I'm utterly at your whim
All of my defenses down
Your camera looks through me
With its X-ray vision
All systems run aground
[PreChorus]
All I can manage to push from my lips is a stream of absurdities
Every word I intended to speak winds up locked in a circuitry
[Chorus]
They tell me
No way to control it
It's totally automatic
Whenever you're around
I'm walking blindfolded
Completely automatic
All of my systems are down
Down, down, down
Automatic
Automatic
[Verse 2]
What is this madness
That makes my motor run
And my legs too weak to stand?
I go from sadness to exhilaration
Like a robot at your command
[PreChorus]
My hands perspire and shake like a leaf
Up and down goes my temperature
I summon doctors to get some relief
But they tell me there is no cure
[Chorus]
No way to control it
It's totally automatic
Whenever you're around
I'm walking blindfolded
Completely automatic
All of my systems are down
Down, down, down
Automatic
Automatic
Automatic
Automatic
[Verse 3]
Look what you're doing to me
I'm utterly at your whim
All of my defenses down
Your camera looks through me
With its X-ray vision
And all systems run aground
[Verse 4]
All I can manage to push from my lips is a stream of absurdities
Every word I intended to speak winds up locked in a circuitry
Written by: Brock Walsh, Mark Goldemberg
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