Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Dylan Wright
Вокал
Sons Of Atticus
Исполнитель
Matthew Joyce
Гитара
JB Paterson
Бас
Nick Downing
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Dylan Wright
Автор песен
Matthew Joyce
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
George Georgiadis
Мастеринг-инженер
Nash Chambers
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
I take my whiskey on ice, it tends to greet me like a friend
Like the devil in disguise, with me 'til the bitter end
I'm not a man of many words, I got that whiskey in my hand
And I've been led astray before and I've turned into a rambling man
Things are changing so fast this town ain't what it used to be
They don't believe a word I say they're tryna go make a liar out of me
A little dirt on my boots, reminds me where I came from
I was living day to day, tryna keep from doing wrong
Now I don't know where to go, my worries high my spirits low
This kind of feels like rock bottom but I'm bathing in the afterglow
Things are changing so fast this town ain't what it used to be
They don't believe a word I say
They're tryna go make a liar out of me
Things are changing so fast this town ain't what it used to be
They don't believe a word I say they tryna go make a liar out of me
Go make a liar out of me yeah
Make a liar out of me
Writer(s): Dylan Wright, Matthew Joyce
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