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White Lies
White Lies
Исполнитель
Charles Cave
Charles Cave
Бас
Harry McVeigh
Harry McVeigh
Вокал
Jack Lawrence-Brown
Jack Lawrence-Brown
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
White Lies
White Lies
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
White Lies
White Lies
Продюсер
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Миксинг-инженер
James Mellor
James Mellor
Инженер
Richie Kennedy
Richie Kennedy
Инженер

Слова

Am I a faulty kind of man so tender in the heart?
Are clues embedded in my hands, a horoscope of cards?
No, I'm no special grain of sand or undiscovered star
If there's a great and holy plan I'd rather have no part
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You always unwind my head
Unmake the bed like Sunday
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You get me talking to the dead
And questioning if I'm alive at all
Why every morning waking up
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
You take me in your grateful arms
And I try not to fall, oh, I try not to fall apart
It's not the way a man like me behaves
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
Then why does every fiber shake
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?
Am I a lone unlucky man, no shimmer to my soul?
Am I a spindle wound to tight, a fraction of a whole?
No, I've no party tricks, my hand is empty as a vault
If there's a charge, oh, then I'll stand
And do the time for every fault
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You always unwind my head
Unmake the bed like Sunday
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You get me talking to the dead
And questioning if I'm alive at all
Why every morning waking up
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
You take me in your grateful arms
And I try not to fall, oh, I try not to fall apart
It's not the way a man like me behaves
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
Then why does every fiber shake
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You always unwind my head
Unmake the bed like Sunday
Ain't that the way, ain't that the way
You get me talking to the dead
And questioning if I'm alive at all
Why every morning waking up
Must I try not to fall, must I try not to fall apart?
You take me in your grateful arms
And I try not to fall, oh, I try not to fall apart
It's not the way a man like me behaves
It's not the way the world would have me play my part
Then why does every fiber shake
As I try not to fall, as I try not to fall apart?
As I try not to fall apart
As I try not to fall apart
As I try not to fall apart
As I try not to fall apart
Written by: White Lies
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