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Dead Stilettos - Marina (Live at Ameritz) #5
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead Stilettos
Dead Stilettos
Performer
Ollie Martin
Ollie Martin
Bass Guitar
Lucas Tams
Lucas Tams
Drums
Brad Smith
Brad Smith
Guitar
Jack D'Preston
Jack D'Preston
Vocals
Gaz Allatt
Gaz Allatt
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Tams
Lucas Tams
Songwriter
Ollie Martin
Ollie Martin
Songwriter
Brad Smith
Brad Smith
Songwriter
Jack Preston
Jack Preston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Lythgoe-Crossley
Jordan Lythgoe-Crossley
Producer

Lyrics

I go back home just to try and get some peace
But the photo albums torn, the pages are creased
Nobody's drinking they're all settling down
Can't find any smiles, surrounded by frowns
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
Her pretty face still running round my mind
Is the only one I'm trying to find
I find it all alone like a pissheads car
I find it all alone in a familiar bar
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
Reaper's a robber
A five fingered thief
Dancing with a soul
Taken from me
Time and a time and a time and again
Cannot see your future but this can't be the end
Booked a table for nine but we walked in with eight
You were always on time but now you'll always be late
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down, down in the Marina
Written by: Brad Smith, Gaz Allatt, Jack Preston, Lucas Tams, Ollie Martin
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