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The Other Side

340ml

Reggae

508 Shazams

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The Other Side
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Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Ведущий вокал
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Бас-гитара
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Электрогитара
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Pedro Da Silva Pinto
Автор песен
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Rui Miguel Soeiro
Автор песен
Tiago Correia Paulo
Tiago Correia Paulo
Автор песен
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Paulo Jorge Chibanga
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
340ml
340ml
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Слова

Skyscaper phantom city Structures with a story to tell From the other side On a race I can see trapedations tripping over hurdles of time. Thousand lifetimes in your skylines witnessing the struggles outside. Monumental corporations of a movement 'til the summer day time. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Six blocks over, eyes over my shoulder, pavement puzzle pieces fit just right. On the other side On the other side On the other side On the other side Now I count my steps and hold my breath 'til the next ride. And coming round the corner walk towards her she's beautiful. Got my ticket ready, rock and steady on the way home. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. Feel my soul's coming down with fever, Burning holes in wooden floor, Still I've got no place to go, I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. I hitch your ride on the back of the giant cat on its way to the studio. X 5
Writer(s): David George Arnold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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