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Interlocking
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Трек «Interlocking» вышел в 5 сентября 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «North Main»)North Main Street
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АльбомNorth Main Street
Дата релиза5 сентября 2025 г.
ЛейблNorth Main
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Энергия
BPM114

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Henrik Hoeldtke
Henrik Hoeldtke
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Henrik Hoeldtke
Henrik Hoeldtke
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Jonathan Beard
Jonathan Beard
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jonathan Beard
Jonathan Beard
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Love, I don't blame you for the way you shut me out, I get it
'Cause when your parents split, your heart became a mirror in it
I ain't going nowhere, I ain't going nowhere
I called your bullshit, thought I wouldn't notice
All the rum and Coke, it's lingering on your breath
I took your keys, and then you started screaming
You thought I was leaving, darling, then I said
'Til they lay us down, 'til we're skin and bones
'Til the lights go out, 'til the credits roll
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
It's you I choose in this life and next
If you want me to, I could promise this
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
(Whoo)
You thought I'd yell at you when you got drunk and cursed the Lord's name
But through those throw-up stains, somehow, I think I love you more, babe
I ain't going nowhere, I ain't going nowhere
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh
'Til they lay us down, 'til we're skin and bones
'Til the lights go out, 'til the credits roll
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
It's you I choose in this life and next
If you want me to, I could promise this
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
These hands are interlockin'
Oh-oh
I called your bullshit that night on the phone
When every sentence spoken sounded like your last
Damn, I was speeding, found you barely breathing
Told you, "You ain't leaving, darling, no, not yet"
Oh-oh
'Til they lay us down, 'til we're skin and bones
'Til the lights go out, 'til the credits roll
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
It's you I choose in this life and next
If you want me to, I could promise this
'Til our skeletons are intertwining in a coffin
My love, my love, my love, these hands are interlocking
Written by: Henrik Hoeldtke, Jonathan Beard
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