Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
hard life
Performer
Taka Perry
Keyboards
Murray Matravers
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taka Perry
Composer
Murray Matravers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taka Perry
Producer
Lee Smith
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Mark Gittins
Immersive Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Where do I start?
Where do you end?
You’ve been doing laps watching ITV
I’ve been going up-down 2CB
So many parts
But how do I mend?
Yeah, we build a forest full of tree rings, tended to all the seedlings, beautiful through the seasons, just to chop it down again
I’m in free-fall
A lot of gravity to please a lot of people
Heavy traffic on my mind smelling diesel
Can you smell the diesel?
Is the fuel lamp on pilot?
Can you keep flying this plane pilot?
Give me miles of peace and quiet.
‘Cause all this noise in my brain it piles up,
It’s violent in private, pilot.
Am I just running away pilot?
Have you got nothing to say about it?
I’m feeling closer to god this high up
So climb up, climb up, pilot
Drunk words speak sober minds
My whole lifetime inside your eyes was green, HD, beautiful
Do you hate me when I’m 30,000 feet up?
Cabin pressure creeps up
Used to take the smoke out my lungs- we were so good!
Used to take a trip, take a plunge
I’m in free-fall
A lot of gravity to please a lot of people
Heavy traffic on my mind smelling diesel,
Can you smell the diesel?
Are we going to crash pilot?
Can you keep flying this plane pilot?
Give me miles of peace and quiet
‘Cause all this noise in my brain it piles up
It’s violent in private, pilot
Am I just running away pilot?
Have you got nothing to say about it?
I’m feeling closer to god this high up
So climb up, climb up, pilot
Drunk words speak sober minds
My whole lifetime inside your eyes was green
Written by: Murray Matravers, Taka Perry