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INTERPRÉTATION
JP Cooper
Chant
Phil Simmonds
Programmation
Hannah Vasanth
Programmation
Jack Shepherd
Guitare
Lizzie Nightingale
Chœurs
Nicky Brown
Orgue Hammond
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
JP Cooper
Composition
Ben Kohn
Composition
Peter Kelleher
Composition
Sam Roman
Composition
Tom Barnes
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Phil Simmonds
Production complémentaire
Alex 'Cores' Hayes
Ingénierie de mixage
Hannah Vasanth
Production
Mikis Michaelides
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Colton
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Paroles
Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
Two paths stretching out in front of me
I'm walking the one less heavenly now
Sometimes I forget about honesty
Sometimes I forget about modesty
Days turn into months, I can't figure it out
But I'm grateful today for my dad, he'll show me the way
So I wash my hands in the holy water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again, starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
'Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again
One step at a time, we go steadily (go steadily)
Two step in the club is no remedy (no remedy)
Footstep in the sand, Lord carry me now
(Ooh, some days)
Some days I'll be searching in the bottle
(Ooh, some nights)
Some nights I'll be sinking to the bottom
(Ooh, some highs)
Some highs got me thinking I'll never come down
(I'll never come down)
(So) so I wash my hands in the holy water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again, starting again (far too many times)
Far too many times I ignored the warning
'Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again (did it again)
So I wash my hands in the holy water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
(I'm starting again) starting again, starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
'Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again (oh, did it again)
So I wash my hands in the holy water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again, starting again (oh, far too many times)
Far too many times, I ignored the warning
'Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again (yeah, yeah)
Far too many times
Far too many times, times
So I'm washing my hands
Did it again, again, again, again
Writer(s): Thomas Andrew Searle Barnes, Benjamin Alexander Kohn, Peter Norman Cullen Kelleher, John Paul Cooper, Samuel Elliot Roman
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