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Lessons
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Singer/Songwriter
Lessons foi lançado em 12 de janeiro de 2024 por Giddy Up Records como parte do álbum How To Be Still & Still Be Here
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Data de lançamento12 de janeiro de 2024
EditoraGiddy Up Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM76

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Samir Tawalare
Samir Tawalare
Drums
Matteo DeBenedetti
Matteo DeBenedetti
Bass
Evan Dibbs
Evan Dibbs
Guitar
Max Connery
Max Connery
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Kase Romero
Erik Kase Romero
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Erik Kase Romero
Erik Kase Romero
Producer
Tim Pannella
Tim Pannella
Mastering Engineer

Letra

The New York City air it felt like choking
A place where it can be laid bare exactly how we're broken
I never sleep regardless it's redundant
So I left it late at night and started floating
Im not from around here
The time moves slow when nothing keeps you grounded
But with the return I can see the damage is compounded
Maybe I go back to keep uncertain
Maybe it's that you picked the wrong person
Im not from around here
Cause everything I got is crying out
For what this place and time forgot
Everything Ive thought
Won't change the point of it
It's the lesson that it costs
I saw you walk out front it felt like treason
Tried to let it go but I couldn't feel then
I'll put it out of mind another season
I'll put it all behind another season
Im not from around here
The Spokane riverbank felt like learning
A respite to the weeks of losing sleep cause death is certain
Maybe I just pick to keep on hurting
Seems like maybe you picked the wrong person
Im not from around here
Cause everything I got is crying out
For what this place and time forgot
The cold salt water shock
A home I wish was mine
And the lessons why its not
The reasons why we're lost
The dream they sold
The lie I know I bought
Everything Ive thought
Won't change the heart of it
It's the lesson that it costs
It's the hardest when I think about the black rocks
The place where I can sort of let my thoughts stop
It's been four years I'm stinging from the cheap shot
It's been four years it's more than time that I lost
Written by: Erik Kase Romero
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