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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elijah Hewson
Elijah Hewson
Vocals
Josh Jenkinson
Josh Jenkinson
Electric Guitar
Robert Keating
Robert Keating
Bass Guitar
Ryan McMahon
Ryan McMahon
Drums
Kid Harpoon
Kid Harpoon
Synthesizer Programming
Natalie Maddix
Natalie Maddix
Alto
Anton Denny-Brown
Anton Denny-Brown
Tenor
Charles Dawson
Charles Dawson
Tenor
Christian Jamieson Idos
Christian Jamieson Idos
Tenor
Dean Patron
Dean Patron
Tenor
Cleo Stewart
Cleo Stewart
Soprano
Leanna Leid
Leanna Leid
Soprano
Roslyn Adonteng
Roslyn Adonteng
Soprano
Vania Lima
Vania Lima
Soprano
Laura León
Laura León
Alto
Shayanne Campbell
Shayanne Campbell
Alto
Siziwe Sayiya
Siziwe Sayiya
Alto
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elijah Hewson
Elijah Hewson
Songwriter
Josh Jenkinson
Josh Jenkinson
Songwriter
Robert Keating
Robert Keating
Songwriter
Ryan McMahon
Ryan McMahon
Songwriter
Natalie Maddix
Natalie Maddix
Choir Arranger
Daniel Thomas
Daniel Thomas
Choir Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Harpoon
Kid Harpoon
Producer
Liam Hebb
Liam Hebb
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Rajaratnam
Brian Rajaratnam
Engineer
Emi Trevena
Emi Trevena
Additional Engineer
Andrea Cozzaglio
Andrea Cozzaglio
Additional Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tommy Turner
Tommy Turner
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Right around six or something There I was Barefoot in the street I hide Where I thought I, I'd float through your door And I, I've been there before But I ain't, so Oh, love I'm going nowhere, you won't find me Maybe I sold love For what it's worth on the street Said, "Oh, love There ain't a sharp enough knife To cut me out of your life I'm going to your house tonight" (your house tonight) And there's gold in the sky In the city we tried A shining east of your face Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah Thought you'd (ooh) aim at her gates (ooh-ooh) Though there's nothing to say (ooh, ooh-ooh) (Ooh) but I ain't (ooh) Oh, oh, love I'm going nowhere, you won't find me Maybe I sold love For what it's worth on the streets (streets) Said, "Oh, oh, love There ain't a sharp enough knife To cut me out of your life Who's going to your house tonight?" I'm leaving everything to you So, save me the trouble As you're sliding into view, ooh-ooh Save me the trouble Oh, love I'm going nowhere, you won't (find me) find me Maybe I sold love For what it's worth on the street (street) Said, "Oh, oh, love There ain't a sharp enough knife To cut me out of your life Who's going to your house tonight?" Who's going to your house tonight (there ain't a sharp enough knife) Tonight, tonight, tonight? Who's going to your house tonight (to cut me out of your life) Tonight, tonight, tonight?
Writer(s): Thomas Edward Percy Hull, Elijah Bob Hewson, Joshua Jenkinson, Robert Daniel Keating, Ryan Peter Mcmahon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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