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Tristan Prettyman
Tristan Prettyman
Вокал
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
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Josh Grange
Josh Grange
Гитара
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tristan Prettyman
Tristan Prettyman
Композитор
William James (Bleu) McAuley III
William James (Bleu) McAuley III
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Продюсер
Ian MacGregor
Ian MacGregor
Инженер звукозаписи
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Not the way you planned it You didn't mean to happen Could have been anyone You should stop do what you started Say goodbye and dearly parted You're right back where you came from Come clean when lines get blurry Come clean when the dawn gets dirty Holding your breath When you just wanna scream At some point we all have to come clean Promises get broken Details go unspoken I never say too much Spend too much time thinking And the weeks lead up to leaving Summer's gonna get crushed Come clean when lines get blurry Come clean when the dawn gets dirty Holding your breath When you just wanna scream At some point we all have to forgive the regrets When it comes, let it pass Let the first rain of the season Wash away our past I know, I know that we can Come clean when the lines get blurry Come clean when the dawn gets dirty It's easy to see, now that you can breathe At some point we all have to Come clean when lines get blurry Come clean when the dawn gets dirty Holding your breath When you just wanna scream At some point we all have to At some point we all have to Come clean, come clean
Writer(s): Tristan Prettyman, William Mcauley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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