Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Sean Gadd
Бас-гитара
Ryan Rabin
Барабаны
Andrew Wessen
Гитара
Christian Zucconi
Вокал
Hannah Hooper
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Andrew Wessen
Автор песен
Christian Zucconi
Автор песен
Hannah Hooper
Автор песен
Ryan Rabin
Автор песен
Sean Gadd
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
GROUPLOVE
Инженер звукозаписи
Ryan Rabin
Продюсер
Jason Donaghy
Инженер
Greg Calbi
Мастеринг-инженер
Manny Marroquin
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
I give you this you give it back
I tossed a coin right on the track
Is this for real or is it wack
I get the feeling the feeling trapped
Something for nothing, yeah
And it doesn't matter where I live
After a while I wanna split
You specialize in twice as nice
I fall asleep but not at night
Something for nothing, yeah
What I know
I march in my own parade
I don't know
It's all just utter pain
I don't care
I plan out my escape
I don't know
What else can I say?
Yeah less is more, I know the tale
But what if it feels like you have doubt?
Could it be in your head or in your home?
Ain't it nice to know you're not alone?
Something for nothing, yeah
What I know
I march in my own parade
I don't know
It's all just utter pain
I don't care
I plan out my escape
I don't know
Oh what else I can say
Oh Angeline, is this the only way?
Oh Angeline, I think you're likely to stay
Oh Angeline, I'm not the only one
Los Angeles, you got that hot burning sun
Whoa!
Something for nothing, yeah
What I know
I march in my own parade
I don't know
It's all just utter pain
I don't care
I plan out my escape
I don't know
What I know
I march in my own parade
I don't know
It's all just utter pain
I don't care
I plan out my escape
I don't know
What else can I say?
Writer(s): Ryan Rabin, Hannah Hooper, Sean Gadd, Andrew Wesson, Christian Tyler Zucconi
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