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Conner Smith
Conner Smith
Вокал
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Программирование
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Devin Malone
Devin Malone
Электрогитара
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Электрогитара
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас-гитара
Nir Z
Nir Z
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Conner Smith
Conner Smith
Автор песен
Daniel Ross
Daniel Ross
Автор песен
Daniel Ross
Daniel Ross
Автор песен
Mark Trussell
Mark Trussell
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Продюсер
Nick Autry
Nick Autry
Инженер звукозаписи
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Bryce Cain
Bryce Cain
Инженер обработки
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Миксинг-инженер
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

I got some backside discipline
From shatterin' the window with a baseball
Had to stay after class
Call mom and dad, made me tell 'em how I mouthed off
And I got this scar and broke my arm when I tried to jump that fence
Man, I hurt from it
But yeah, I learned from it
Like that summer cutting grass
Saving cash to buy that truck I rent in three months
Or the time I got sick in my backyard
For a first dip, it was way too much
And I guess dad really did count the beers in the basement fridge
He got stern from it
But yeah, I learned from it
Yeah, we learn from it
All of 'em days when wе were young and wild
Yeah, wе turned up in that little town with all those Friday nights
'Cause growin' up with nothing to do makes you play with fire a little
'Til we get burned from it
But yeah, we learn, yeah, we learn from it
Yeah, it's all out of sight out of mind
Just lookin' for a story to tell
And all that time we were killin' time
Momma prayed we didn't kill ourselves
'Cause we all got a story strikin' out lookin'
A bad first kiss
But when you're 17, it's everything
But now lookin' back on it
Yeah, we learn from it
All of 'em days when we were young and wild
Yeah, we turned up in that little town with all those Friday nights
'Cause growin' up with nothing to do makes you play with fire a little
'Til we get burned from it
But yeah, we learn, yeah, we learn from it
Yeah, we learn
I guess sometimes the raisin' hell does the raisin' up, it's true
It ain't about the mistakes you make
It's the mistakes that make you
Learn from it
All of 'em days when we were young and wild
Yeah, we turned up in that little town with all those Friday nights
'Cause growin' up with nothing to do makes you play with fire a little
'Til we get burned from it
But yeah, we learn, yeah, we learn from it
Yeah, we learn from it
Yeah, we learn
Written by: Conner Smith, Daniel Ross
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