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The Filthy Heathens
The Filthy Heathens
Исполнитель
Bronson Hetzer
Bronson Hetzer
Вокал
Ryan Palcic
Ryan Palcic
Бас-гитара
April Doench
April Doench
Бэк-вокал
Cody Edward Doench
Cody Edward Doench
Гитара
Cavin Kemble
Cavin Kemble
Гитара
Craig Bishop
Craig Bishop
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Bronson Hetzer
Bronson Hetzer
Автор песен
Etheridge Wilson
Etheridge Wilson
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Bronson Hetzer
Bronson Hetzer
Сопродюсер
Patrick Himes
Patrick Himes
Продюсер
Ryan Palcic
Ryan Palcic
Сопродюсер
Alex McCollough
Alex McCollough
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

I stop in again tonight so I can see you
But you're never here in time for my first drink
'Cause you're with him and he knows how he should treat you
And I still can't see why you aren't with me
As my boots touch boot-scuffed hardwood I've almost found you
As the shots go down I can feel you more and more
As the jukebox sings my arms are back around you
As I hold a stranger out on the dance floor
You don't love me like you used to and you don't answer my calls
But somehow I still find you in these smoke filled whiskey walls
The music's loud, this ain't your crowd, but baby here you are
I know you hate it here but you're always at the bar
Guess you never much indulged in drinking liquor
And you always told me I indulged too much
Girl, there ain't no way out of hell for a sinner
Or a rambling man with a cold Jack Daniels crutch
You don't love me like you used to and you don't answer my calls
But somehow I still find you in these smoke filled whiskey walls
The music's loud, this ain't your crowd, but baby here you are
I know you hate it here but you're always at the bar
Yeah, the music's loud, this ain't your crowd
You ain't ever here at all
Man, I hate it here but you're always at the bar
God Damn, I hate it here but you're always at the bar
Written by: Bronson Hetzer, Etheridge Wilson
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