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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crawlers
Crawlers
Performer
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
Tambourine
Amy Woodall
Amy Woodall
Electric Guitar
Harry Breen
Harry Breen
Drums
Holly Minto
Holly Minto
Vocals
Olivia Kettle
Olivia Kettle
Background Vocals
Alan Robertson
Alan Robertson
Tambourine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
Composer
Amy Woodall
Amy Woodall
Composer
Harry Breen
Harry Breen
Composer
Holly Minto
Holly Minto
Composer
Olivia Kettle
Olivia Kettle
Composer
Crawlers Woodall
Crawlers Woodall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Robertson
Pete Robertson
Producer
Tom Roach
Tom Roach
Mixing Engineer
Robin Schmidt
Robin Schmidt
Mastering Engineer
Alan Robertson
Alan Robertson
Producer

Lyrics

I drove my car off the bridge listening to Radio City When our song came on, the one you used to sing with me Fuck it, I can't drive but I like to imagine Put my hurt in a scene and then see what happens You said that it was romantic, I was in psychosis And you left me depressed, my mother cleaned up the mess I cried into her arms, I never cry like that Now you're on the pills, a stranger looking back Take it from me I'm not looking for anybody Take it from me I'm not looking for anybody I'm sick of car rides You lied while wе lay back to side Now I'm driving and I hear you Singing about how you got high, got high, got high I'm not looking for anybody I'm not looking for anybody I turned thе radio off, I'm in a car park Off the edge of the motorway I just got on It's loud without noise, I think my head hates my guts And my shoes made of iron and so I can't get up It's been seven months, but time's a killer Until I saw you with her, the months felt like filler I'm not angry, I just really thought you cared It's only when you're drunk, you give me time to spare, oh Take it from me I'm not looking for anybody Take it from me I'm not looking for anybody I'm sick of car rides You lied while we lay back to side Now I'm driving and I hear you Singing about how we got high, got high, got high I'm not looking for anybody I'm not looking for anybody Wanna start smoking just to feel the rush I liked someone who did it once I wanna get off this road I'm on But I'm stuck at the wheel, it was our favourite song I play it so I can feel It's best not to think, I don't think of it often Not unless I drink, my God, I can't think Am I the bad guy here? My fuel's empty, give it a few years And you'll be in the backseat Take it from me I'm not looking for anybody Take it from me 'Cause I'm not looking for anybody 'Cause I can't even drive I just needed something to romanticise My desperate life, my desperate life My mother said she was right when she said Take it from me, I'm not looking for anybody Take it from me, I'm not looking for anybody!
Writer(s): Holly Minto, Harry Breen, Amy Woodall, Peter Robertson, Olivia Kettle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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