制作

出演艺人
Loyle Carner
Loyle Carner
声乐
Elan Tamara Sey
Elan Tamara Sey
自动竖琴
kwes.
kwes.
合成器
作曲和作词
Kwesi Sey
Kwesi Sey
作曲
Elan Tamara Sey
Elan Tamara Sey
词曲作者
Benjamin Coyle-Larner
Benjamin Coyle-Larner
词曲作者
Duval Timothy
Duval Timothy
作曲
Elan Tamara
Elan Tamara
作者
制作和工程
kwes.
kwes.
制作人
Dan Parry
Dan Parry
混音工程师
Nick Mills
Nick Mills
助理混音工程师
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
母带工程师
Alfa Sekitoleko
Alfa Sekitoleko
录音工程师

歌词

[Verse 1]
Uh, can I get the beat up a little bit?
[Verse 2]
Don't leave, please
I reckon that you're everything I need
Uh, I know I'm getting grumpy in the week
Sleeping in each other's pockets, living up each other's sleeves
It's the greed
I know you hate that money plants the seed
I hate the thought you don't believe in me
Reckon that I couldn't take the lead
Just become another one who milks the sun until it bleeds
Yo, I think about my best days
With you at home, marking essays
Pouring glasses of sparkling presse
We raise a toast then another toast
Making a roast, thinking I can hold you close when the rest strays
Uh, but if it's lost, I wonder who's to know?
Uh, I pay the cost of all this to and fro
And it's like a frostbite, blue with snow
Uh, the day we lost Carluccio
[Verse 3]
And um, it's been a, a struggle sometimes
[Verse 4]
Uh, yeah
Uh, the thought makes me cry and I'm embarrassed
Thinking 'bout the nights out in Paris
Evening, swimming in the deep end, wishing I'm a savage
Says she won't believe in the marriage, but times change
Uh, now it's all a house out in Italy
Ceremony, Sicily, the dream's so bittersweet
Uh, 'cause when I close my eyes, all I seek is she
Shit, I'm hoping she can picture me
Or maybe picture kids with a Frisbee
It's bad tennis, yo, I'm keeping it with me
I think it's risky, I reckon that she missed me
We go together like the Nike Airs and the crisp T's
Uh, but if we don't, I wonder who's to know?
I'm paying the cost of all this to and fro
And it's like a frostbite, blue with snow
Uh, the way we lost Carluccio
[Verse 5]
Say, uh-huh, the way we lost Carluccio
I say, the way we lost Carluccio
Uh, the way we lost Carluccio
On the day that we lost Carluccio
The way we lost Carluccio
Uh, yeah
[Verse 6]
Uh, you'll never be the worst to the first
Or better than the last
'Less we asked to start our own little past
I ain't thinking that fast
Said, I ain't thinking that fast
'Cause when the honeymoon blast and the daylights pass
We raise a glass in the past, sitting back on our ass
And we loved, yeah
Yeah, and we love, there, fuck it
Written by: Benjamin Coyle-Larner, Duval Timothy, Elan Tamara, Elan Tamara Sey, Kwesi Sey
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