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Daniel Johns - Where Do We Go? (Official Lyric Video)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Daniel Johns
Daniel Johns
Вокал
Beau Golden
Beau Golden
Клавишные инструменты
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Барабаны
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
Арфа
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Композитор
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Daniel Johns
Daniel Johns
Продюсер
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Продюсер
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
Продюсер
Mitch Kenny
Mitch Kenny
Инженер звукозаписи
Steve Smart
Steve Smart
Инженер звукозаписи
Brent Clark
Brent Clark
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

Sometimes I'm not trying Most the time I'm dying Deaf to things I think in my head Bright lights I'm not buying traffic can't stop crying Breathe the words, I'm sinking instead Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where do we run to? Most the girls I care for Cost me more than tether Mares inside, the cows have been fed Cost me more than candles Waiting for the angles Death to things I think in my head Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they will blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where can we run to? (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where can we run to?
Writer(s): Daniel Paul Johns Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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