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Andra Day
Andra Day
Ведущий вокал
Raphael Saadiq
Raphael Saadiq
Гитара
SIR DYLAN
SIR DYLAN
Фортепиано
Lemar Carter
Lemar Carter
Барабаны
Wired Strings
Wired Strings
Струнный оркестр
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Andra Day
Andra Day
Автор песен
Chris Seefried
Chris Seefried
Автор песен
Raphael Saadiq
Raphael Saadiq
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chris Seefried
Chris Seefried
Продюсер по вокалу
Raphael Saadiq
Raphael Saadiq
Продюсер
Hotae Alexander Jang
Hotae Alexander Jang
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Irie Cooper
Irie Cooper
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Gerry "The Gov." Brown
Gerry "The Gov." Brown
Миксинг-инженер
Steve Rusch
Steve Rusch
Инженер
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер

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He don't know I call him the teacher He had hard lessons for the kid I could offer you true helly put me under the same spell He lied and he stressed me out You love me like a precious gift And he loved me like a sloppy kiss You would tell me your heart aches, now I understand the pain Oh why did I let you drown Baby, what you believe that I been broken You say memories again and again I see the real and it's real to me I gave up gold for grains of sand Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands You had no problems with commitment Like a king is loyal to honesties You look for a ring to fit, while I played wify with the kids Oh the irony makes me sick He tried to make me look crazy Nothing new about his kind of scheme I laugh when I think about his face when the truth now is spilled out He looked like me I get that now But Baby, what you believe that I been broken You say memories again and again I see the real and it's real to me I gave up gold for grains of sand Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Ah, ah, ah, ah But Baby, what you believe that I been broken You say memories again and again I see the real and it's real to me I gave up gold for grains of sand Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands Slipin' through my hand, hand, hand, hands...
Writer(s): Raphael Saadiq, Chris Seefried, Cassandra Monique Batie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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