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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raleigh Ritchie
Vocals
Chris Loco
Programming
Bryony James
Cello
Ellie Stanford
Piano
Hayley Pomfrett
Piano
Helen Hathorn
Piano
Jenny Sacha
Piano
Nick Barr
Viola
Patrick Kiernan
Piano
Roise Danvers
Cello
Rosie Judge
Piano
Sally Jackson
Piano
Steve Morris
Piano
TommyD
Keyboards
Wired Strings
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Anderson
Songwriter
Chris Loco
Songwriter
Chad the Polymath Edwards
Songwriter
Alessandro Alessandroni
Songwriter
Roise Danvers
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Anderson
Additional Producer
Chris Loco
Vocal Producer
Geoff Swan
Mixing Engineer
Nick Taylor
Engineer
Niko Battistini
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Letra
Sometimes I don't recognise my mind
Sometimes I wonder if it's yours or mine
I never saw you cry
And I wonder if that's why
Sometimes got a skip in my step
And a drink on my breath
This cigarette and I hope that's all you left
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't wanna move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Sometimes I don't hold my rank
And most times I got you to thank
Oh, you know you're why
There's energy in your tank
But I've got nothing left in mine
Sometimes got a skip in my step
And a drink on my breath
This cigarette and I hope that's all you left
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't want move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Look, fuck it, I got Nicorette in my pocket
I've got memories I suppress, so there
I guess I'll just forget it again
It's easier that way
I guess I've got calls to make and texts to ignore
Ain't life a bore when you're a mess?
Anyway I'm tongue-tied, brain fried
I've sacrificed my whole life
I don't think you realise but you are in my insides
My brain hurts and it ain't worth it
I'll keep hurting, I'll keep working
I'll go high when I get low
And I'll get by, you'll never know
My brain hurts and I'll keep working
And you're inside my mind
My whole life and I don't think you realise
But you are in my insides
I don't even know if I know my own mind
I don't know even if I'm on my own time
I don't even know if I know what's right for me, yeah
I don't even want a patch on my jacket
I don't want move another tax bracket
I don't wanna be a part of my family tree
I don't wanna turn my back
But I don't want a part of that
In the aristocracy
Breathe
Writer(s): Jacob Basil Anderson, Christopher Martyn Crowhurst, Chad Edwards
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