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Looking for Hell
Americana
Looking for Hell adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Joseph Bradshaw tarafından 20 Mayıs 2022 tarihinde yayınlandıTrouble Is
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Çıkış Tarihi20 Mayıs 2022
FirmaJoseph Bradshaw
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM129

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Lead Vocals
Michael Ten Pas
Michael Ten Pas
Bass Guitar
Greg Perkins
Greg Perkins
Electric Guitar
Andy Simonds
Andy Simonds
Piano
Dylon York
Dylon York
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Songwriter
Kyle Ryan
Kyle Ryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Bradshaw
Joseph Bradshaw
Producer
T.J. Elias
T.J. Elias
Mixing Engineer
Kim Rosen
Kim Rosen
Mastering Engineer

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I was looking for hell
Like I had something to sell
I don’t know
But then I fell in the lake
And there was no one to take
Me home
I thought I’d take from the top
Thought I could outrun the cops
Guess we’ll see
If I could knock over one
I think that I could be done—
I’d be free, partially
I can’t run from Tennessee
Let the law come after me
I felt the heat of a gun
I felt like I was a son
Of a bitch
Cruising fumes in my tank
Headed straight for the bank
Ended up in a ditch
It’s enough to make me mad
I know it’d make my mother sad
I took it out on the night
Tried to shoot out the lights
Had a tail
He cuffed my legs to my hands
He said, “Do you understand
Where this ship’s gonna sail?”
I guess I’m running out of track
Can see the start line coming back
But nothing’s real if real is after all
I took a look at the judge
And then I spit in the mud
I don’t care
I told him, “Give me your worst”
He said, “Before I do first:
Run a comb through your hair.”
I came to get what I deserve
At least some time already served
Cause nothing’s real if real is after all
I was looking for hell
Like I had something to sell
I don’t know
But then I fell in the lake
And there was no one to take
Me home
Written by: Joseph Bradshaw, Kyle Ryan
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