Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Вокал
Thom Lewis
Thom Lewis
Синтезатор
Drew Michael
Drew Michael
Барабаны
India Bourne
India Bourne
Виолончель
Joe Atkinson
Joe Atkinson
Синтезатор
Johnny Davies
Johnny Davies
Саксофон
Tom Ungerer
Tom Ungerer
Бас
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Thom Lewis
Thom Lewis
Продюсер
Mark Broughton
Mark Broughton
Инженер
Alex Borwick
Alex Borwick
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Craig Silvey
Craig Silvey
Миксинг-инженер
Dani Bennett- Spragg
Dani Bennett- Spragg
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Мастеринг-инженер
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Wild grey ocean buried in my eyes The coast town muscles through weekdays and nine-to-fives I finish work and compartmentalize With the wild grey ocean buried in my eyes Always in the dark, I'd ask you such silly things Tore apart your heart, running around this town And in that weakness, I'll suffer until I die With the wild grey ocean buried in my eyes I seldom see our old gang 'round town I call them "good-time friends" 'Cause they're never there when shit goes down Like when my brother got jumped and they hurt him real bad I thought I'd lost him, he is all I have And I wonder where you are and if you have settled down Haven't felt my heart make a single sound Since that moment, you cried like a little girl Behind you, the wild grey ocean swept away my world
Writer(s): Sam Fender Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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