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Foals - Black Gold [Official Audio]
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Foals
Foals
Исполнитель
Edwin Congreave
Edwin Congreave
Клавишные инструменты
Jack Bevan
Jack Bevan
Барабаны
Walter Gervers
Walter Gervers
Бэк-вокал
Yannis Philippakis
Yannis Philippakis
Гитара
Caroline Wickberg
Caroline Wickberg
Дополнительный вокал
Ferg Peterkin
Ferg Peterkin
Программирование
Jimmy Smith
Jimmy Smith
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Edwin Congreave
Edwin Congreave
Автор песен
Jack Bevan
Jack Bevan
Автор песен
James Smith
James Smith
Автор песен
Walter Gervers
Walter Gervers
Автор песен
Yannis Philippakis
Yannis Philippakis
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Caroline Wickberg
Caroline Wickberg
Ассистент инженера
Anton Thorrsie
Anton Thorrsie
Ассистент инженера
Kalle Gustavson
Kalle Gustavson
Ассистент инженера
Matthias Neiborg
Matthias Neiborg
Ассистент инженера
Ferg Peterkin
Ferg Peterkin
Инженер
Steve Marcussen
Steve Marcussen
Мастеринг-инженер
Alan Moulder
Alan Moulder
Миксинг-инженер
Catherine Marks
Catherine Marks
Миксинг-инженер
Luke Smith
Luke Smith
Продюсер
Mike Crossey
Mike Crossey
Продюсер

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Top of the world, bottom of the ocean Top of the world, bottom of the ocean They built you up and broke you down again So now you hope to beat the surf in 'Cause the future is not what you see It's not where you've been to at all The future is not what you see It's not where you've been to at all The future is not what it used to be Used to be The future is not what it used to be Used to be Top of the world, bottom of the ocean Top of the world, bottom of the ocean They lit you up and found the ground again So now you know to beat the surf in 'Cause the future is not what you see It's not where you've been to at all The future is not what you see It's not where you've been to at all The future is not what it used to be Used to be The future is not what it used to be Used to be They buried the gold, your ancestry's sold and left Just the residue They buried the gold, your ancestry's sold and left Just the mist of you They buried the gold, your ancestry's sold and left Just the residue They buried the gold, your ancestry's sold and left Just the mist of you Now what's happened to you Look what's happened to you What's happened to you Now that spring is finally here Your hollow heart, your hollow heart Drive through the forest and into the night Away from the city, away from the light Hollow heart, your hollow heart You know And we're worlds apart And we're worlds apart They gouge you out, they dug you in They took the name right out of your mouth Hollow heart, your hollow heart You know Worlds apart And we're worlds apart Into yourself past of it Into yourself past of it Into yourself past of it Into yourself past of it Into yourself, into yourself Into yourself, into yourself Into yourself, into yourself
Writer(s): James Andrew Smith, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis, Walter Gervers, Jack William Bevan, Edwin Thomas Congreave Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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