Gym Class Heroes: предстоящие концерты
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Gym Class Heroes
Исполнитель
Ammar Malik
Бэк-вокал
benny blanco
Клавишные инструменты
Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo
Гитара
Eric Roberts
Бас
Matt McGinley
Барабаны
Travie McCoy
Вокал
Robopop
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ammar Malik
Автор песен
David Silberstein
Автор песен
Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo
Автор песен
Eric Roberts
Автор песен
Matt McGinley
Автор песен
Travie McCoy
Автор песен
Benjamin Levin
Автор песен
Daniel Omelio
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
benny blanco
Продюсер
Robopop
Продюсер
Jimmy James
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Scott Yarmovsky
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Phil Seaford
Ассистент инженера
Pete Wentz
Исполнительный продюсер
Chris Gehringer
Мастеринг-инженер
Serban Ghenea
Миксинг-инженер
John Hanes
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
I don't know, where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going
Just get your ass back home
We both knew this type of life didn't come with instructions
So I'm trying to do my best to make something out of nothing
And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact
When you call and I don't even know what city I'm at
Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
In a year I don't recall
It's like my life's on repeat and the last time we spoke
I told you I wouldn't be long,
That was last November, now December's almost gone
I'd apologize but I don't realize what I'm doing wrong
I don't know, where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going
Just get your ass back home
And you've been nothing but amazing
And I never take that for granted
Half of these birds would have flew the coop
But you, you truly understand it
And the fact you stood beside me,
Every time you heard some bogusness
You deserve a standing o 'cause they'd a just been over it
Let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk, let 'em talk
Like we don't hear what they saying
Let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk, let 'em walk
We'll just drive by and keep waving
Cause you and I above all that
Just let them wallow in it
Now they all choked up, yuck
Cause they be swallowing it
I don't know, where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going
Just get your ass back home
No one hold me down like you do sweetheart
You keep doing that, I keep doing this
We'll be alright in the end
Trust that
We put the us in trust, baby
Aww, let's go
I don't care what you're after
As long as I'm the one, no
I don't care why you're leaving
You'll miss me when you're gone
I don't know, where you're going
Or when you're coming home
I left the keys under the mat to our front door
For one more chance to hold you close
I don't know, where you're going
Just get your ass back home.
Writer(s): Ammar Malik, Disashi Lumumba Kasongo, David Silberstein, Matt Mcginley, Travie Mccoy, Benjamin Levin, Daniel Omelio, Eric Roberts
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