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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Seeed
Seeed
Künstler:in
Pierre Baigorry
Pierre Baigorry
Stimme und Gesang
Olaf Zschiedrich
Olaf Zschiedrich
Schlagzeug
Olli El Safadi
Olli El Safadi
Schlagzeug
Torsten Otto
Torsten Otto
Schlagzeug
Dirk Berger
Dirk Berger
Gitarre
Frank Delle
Frank Delle
Stimme und Gesang
Tobias Cordes
Tobias Cordes
Bass
DJ Illvibe
DJ Illvibe
DJ
Sebastian Krajewski
Sebastian Krajewski
Schlagzeug
Rüdiger Kusserow
Rüdiger Kusserow
Gitarre
Torsten Reibold
Torsten Reibold
Tasteninstrumente
Alfi Trowers
Alfi Trowers
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Moritz Delgado
Moritz Delgado
Saxofon
Jerome Bugnon
Jerome Bugnon
Posaune
Demba Nabé
Demba Nabé
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Pierre Baigorry
Pierre Baigorry
Komponist:in
Frank Delle
Frank Delle
Texte
Torsten Reibold
Torsten Reibold
Songwriter:in
Demba Nabé
Demba Nabé
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pierre Baigorry
Pierre Baigorry
Mischtechniker:in
Frank Delle
Frank Delle
Co-Produzent:in
Olsen Involtini
Olsen Involtini
Mischtechniker:in
Tom Krüger
Tom Krüger
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Gerd Krüger
Gerd Krüger
Mischtechniker:in

Songteksten

I wanna live right on top of the city far away from all the sound getting gritty in a tower over 400 feet see nobody that I don't want to meet I wanna live right on top of the people straight away from harbor them docks on a freaky every step in a ship feel like a foot in a grave I am not the one who find the world like I pray so, close the door and turn around, let the city burn so, leave the dirt behind in a house of a different kind I wanna live right on top of the city take me out to a dam come gritty plant a tree on top of the roof dance around it and jam in reggaeg roove I wanna hear no traffic in the morning I said burn, city burn, I'm jurning I wanna live in the tower what you were from buff I am not the one who find the world like I pray so, close the door and turn around let the city burn so, leave the dirt behind in a house od a different kind yeah yeah, it's about new life in the air is good, inviting all my friends on a party-roof yeah yeah, darling by your eyes, it can hurt no more, as sit down watch the smoke sit and can't no live this city. found a brand new love, where I see for miles hundred feets above the streets yeah yeah yeah we're leave all behind money pine...
Writer(s): Alfred Trowers, Demba Wendt, Pierre Baigorry, Jerome Bugnon, Frank Allessa Delle, Moritz Schumacher, Sebastian Krajewski, Torsten Reibold, Tobias Cordes, Ruediger Kusserow, Vincent Von Schlippenbach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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