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Chris Young
Chris Young
Ведущий вокал
Cassadee Pope
Cassadee Pope
Вокал
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Программирование
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Электрогитара
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Бас-гитара
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Синтезатор
Miles McPherson
Miles McPherson
Барабаны
Carl Miner
Carl Miner
Акустическая гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chris Young
Chris Young
Автор песен
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Автор песен
Josh Hoge
Josh Hoge
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Young
Chris Young
Продюсер
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Продюсер
Bill Warren
Bill Warren
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Billy Decker
Billy Decker
Миксинг-инженер
Casey Henderson
Casey Henderson
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Hank Hiriam Williams
Hank Hiriam Williams
Мастеринг-инженер
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Matt Rausch
Matt Rausch
Дополнительный инженер
Nick Autry
Nick Autry
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

I walk in on Friday nights Same old bar, same burned out lights Same people and all the same faces So why in the hell does it feel like a different place? Meet my friends for a girls' night out Seems there ain't much to talk about Same drinks that we're all raising But all of the toasts just don't feel the same We used to be the life of the party We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can erase Of how bright we burned Well, now it hurts, but it's true When they think of me, they think of you They keep asking how I am But they're really asking where you've been I can read between all of the lines It ain't just us missing all of the times We were the life of the party We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can erase Of how bright we burned Well, now it hurts, but it's true When they think of me, they think of you Ain't it funny how a flame like that Oh-whoa, when they think of you It can burn when it's in the past We used to be the life of the party We used to be the ones that they wished they were But now it's like they don't know how to act Maybe they're like me and they want us back It's like there's always an empty space Those memories that nobody can erase Of how bright we burned Well, now it hurts, but it's true When they think of me, they think of you Oh, they think of you When they think of me Baby, baby, oh, oh When they think of me, they think of you
Writer(s): Corey Justin Crowder, Christopher Alan Young, Josh Mckinney Hoge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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