Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
CHVRCHES
CHVRCHES
Исполнитель
Iain Cook
Iain Cook
Программирование
Martin Doherty
Martin Doherty
Программирование
Lauren Mayberry
Lauren Mayberry
Вокал
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
CHVRCHES
CHVRCHES
Продюсер
Martin Cooke
Martin Cooke
Инженер
Chris Kasych
Chris Kasych
Инженер
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Миксинг-инженер
Bo Hill
Bo Hill
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Gavin Lurssen
Gavin Lurssen
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Never took your side, never cursed your name I keep my lips shut tight until you go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh We've come as far as we're ever gonna get Until you realise, that you should go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Come in misery, where you can seem as old as your omens And the mother we share will never keep your proud head from falling The way is long, but you can make it easy on me And the mother we share will never keep our cold heart from calling In the dying light, I'm the only one here And I will cover you until you go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh 'Cause if I told the truth, I would always be free And keep a prize with me until you go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Come in misery, where you can seem as old as your omens And the mother we share will never keep your proud head from falling The way is long, but you can make it easy on me And the mother we share will never keep our cold heart from calling (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Into the night for once, we're the only ones left I bet you even know where we could go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh And when it all fucks up, you put your head in my hands It's a souvenir for when you go-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Come in misery, where you can seem as old as your omens And the mother we share will never keep your proud head from falling The way is long, but you can make it easy on me And the mother we share will never keep our cold heart from calling (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Writer(s): Iain Andrew Cook, Martin Clifford Doherty, Lauren Eve Mayberry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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