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Трек «Apple» вышел в 12 февраля 2021 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Opposition»)202
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Альбом202
Дата релиза12 февраля 2021 г.
ЛейблOpposition
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Rubens
The Rubens
Исполнитель
Elliott Margin
Elliott Margin
Бас-гитара
Izaac Margin
Izaac Margin
Барабаны
Samuel Margin
Samuel Margin
Ведущий вокал
William Zeglis
William Zeglis
Электрогитара
Scott Baldwin
Scott Baldwin
Фортепиано
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Elliott Margin
Elliott Margin
Композитор
Izaac Margin
Izaac Margin
Композитор
Samuel Margin
Samuel Margin
Композитор
William Zeglis
William Zeglis
Композитор
Scott Baldwin
Scott Baldwin
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
The Rubens
The Rubens
Продюсер
Konstantin Kersting
Konstantin Kersting
Продюсер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Apple of my eye, let your light shine heavy on the ground
Scatter leaves to cover my let down
Fertilise whatever comes next now
I could never cry, too polite now I let it tumble down
Open up your heart, let me get out
Killing season, no one is left now we're froze
[Verse 2]
In a deep hole
Bury me and never let the enemy know
That was good, that was gold
Don't believe it but it's living down in your soul
It never leaves, it takes a hold
Nothing but the best and yet I need you alone
So plant a seed and see it grow
Up to the Lord's height
[Verse 3]
Smiling but it's not nice
I see all my fears at one time
They're coming for me and you know
That you gotta believe I'm right
As hard as it seems you could try, yeah
[Verse 4]
Apple of my eye, let your light shine heavy on the ground
Scatter leaves to cover my let down
Fertilise whatever comes next now
I could never cry, too polite now I let it tumble down
Open up your heart, let me get out
Killing season, no one is left now we're froze
[Verse 5]
Standing on the wrong side
Talking like we're good and alright
But I drag my feet across coals
While you're feeding me fire and lies
[Verse 6]
And I'm seeing it for the first time
As I begin to let go
You were never mine
[Verse 7]
Apple of my eye, let your light shine heavy on the ground
Scatter leaves to cover my let down
Fertilise whatever comes next now
I could never cry, too polite now I let it tumble down
Open up your heart, let me get out
Killing season no one is left now, froze
[Verse 8]
Apple of my eye, let your light shine heavy on the ground
Scatter leaves to cover my let down
Fertilise whatever comes next now
I could never cry, too polite now I let it tumble down
Open up your heart, let me get out
Killing season no one is left now, we're froze
Written by: Elliott Margin, Izaac Margin, Samuel Margin, Scott Baldwin, William Zeglis
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