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Reckless
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Трек «Reckless» вышел в 17 июля 2015 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Columbia»)How Does It Feel
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АльбомHow Does It Feel
Дата релиза17 июля 2015 г.
ЛейблColumbia
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM125

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
MS MR
MS MR
Исполнитель
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Фортепиано
Zachary Nicita
Zachary Nicita
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Композитор
Lizzy Plapinger
Lizzy Plapinger
Композитор
Zachary Edmund Nicita
Zachary Edmund Nicita
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Max Hershenow
Max Hershenow
Продюсер
Zachary Nicita
Zachary Nicita
Продюсер
Phil Joly
Phil Joly
Инженер звукозаписи
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Миксинг-инженер
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
Raid the room, a tactical tool
Aligned in step, we're perilous fools
Fools, fools, fools
Higher than heaven
A careless frisk
Dancing in the dark
Fluent in being reckless
Reckless
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
A crooked hustle will get you nowhere
Privileged pavement can be broken here
Higher than heaven
A harmless crush
Dancing in the dark
I'm living for your touch
Your touch
Hunt or be hunted
On the ground beneath the fuss
Corrupt chemistry, that got the best of us
Want and be wanted
On the ground beneath the fuss
Cool complexity that got the best of us
There's no one left to deceive
There's nothing more to discuss
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Burn through beats that pulse through the day, oh
A sober awakening
Only when we're lost, can we find ourselves again
A ritual that can't be explained
Of the unknown and the static strain
Written by: Lizzy Plapinger, Max Hershenow, Zachary Edmund Nicita
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