Vídeo de música
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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Williams
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Williams
Composer
Marshall Altman
Composer
Letra
Gotta live more than you're dying
Gotta laugh more than you're crying
Don't let anybody tell you that the end is coming soon
It's never too late to let it go
But you're never gonna learn if you don't know
That if the creek don't rise, the roses ain't gonna bloom
In these strange days indeed
When you don't know what to believe
In these strange times, I swear
Right now, it's just all too much to bear
Lord, I swear
Grind yourself down to the bone
What you reap is what you've sown
But what the hell's the matter with the noose around your neck?
Yeah, you can drink or you can pray
You can fantasy another day
Or have a hell of a time with the time that you've got left
In these strange days indeed
When you don't know what to believe
In these strange times, I swear
Right now, it's just all too much to bear
Lord, I swear
You ain't special, you ain't blessed
Just a stressed out fucking mess
Just like her, like him, like us, like me and them
In these strange days indeed
When you don't know what to believe
In these strange times, I swear
Right now, it's just all too much to bear
Lord, these strange days indeed
When you don't know what to believe
In these strange times, I swear
Right now, it's just all too much to bear
Lord, I swear
Lord, I swear
Written by: Alex Williams, Marshall Altman, Thomas Emlyn Williams