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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jesse Lacey
Stimme und Gesang
Vincent Accardi
Leadgitarre
Brian Lane
Schlagzeug
Garrett Tierney
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jesse Lacey
Komponist:in
Vincent Accardi
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Steven Haigler
Produzent:in
Tracey Schroeder
Ingenieur:in
Alan Douches
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
We saw the western coast, I saw the hospital
Nurse the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lovers tryst were neither clear nor discript
We kept it safe and slow, the quiet things that no one ever knows
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
I contemplate the day we wed, your friends are boring me to death
Your veil is ruined in the rain, by then I knew I could do without
There's nothing new to talk about and though our kids are blessed
Their parents let them shoulder all the blame
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
I lie for only you
And I lie, well Hallelu'
I lie for only you
And I lie, well Hallelu'
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
So keep the blood in your head and keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired, today's the day we dropped out
Gave up my body and bed, all for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
Writer(s): Vincent Accardi, Jesse Thomas Lacey, Brian Marc Lane, Garrett James Tierney
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