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Surfer Blood - Weird Shapes [Official Audio]
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Surfer Blood
Surfer Blood
Исполнитель
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Программирование
John Paul Pitts
John Paul Pitts
Вокал
Kevin R. Williams
Kevin R. Williams
Клавишные инструменты
Thomas John Fekete
Thomas John Fekete
Гитара
Tyler Schwarz
Tyler Schwarz
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Surfer Blood
Surfer Blood
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Gil Norton
Gil Norton
Продюсер
Brendan Dekora
Brendan Dekora
Ассистент инженера
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер
Chris Szczech
Chris Szczech
Миксинг-инженер
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Инженер
Rob Schnapf
Rob Schnapf
Миксинг-инженер

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I don't want to leave my heart in your hands Out on the frozen ocean 'Cause I'm full of wine and song tonight And it feels alright I don't know where to go I just want to hit it hard before it's too late Running from anyone Who could properly dismiss this terrible bliss? Secret charmer, suit of armor The wings are melting through Squeamish voyeur, sick destroyer (Shaking down, breaking ground) Getting better all the time Pull the words right out of my mouth I'm shedding my skin, I'm spreading my wings All with the best intentions I'm younger today than yesterday Heaven and hell can wait Take it all out of me I just want to make it count, it's getting late Then the sun's going to come Let it shine on someone else, my armor deflates Secret charmer, suit of armor Live it up tonight Squeamish voyeur, sick destroyer (Shaking down, hit the ground) Secret charmer, suit of armor Pull the words right out of my mouth I know you better Better than ever So when I look into your eyes tonight I'll see them burning The tide is turning I know that everything will change Secret charmer, suit of armor The wings are melting through Squeamish voyeur, sick destroyer Can you hear me calling you? Secret charmer, suit of armor Live it up tonight Squeamish voyeur, sick destroyer (Shaking down, hit the ground)
Writer(s): John Paul Pitts, Thomas John Fekete, Tyler Jerry Schwarz, Kevin Robert Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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