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Stream & download - https://untd.io/r/AissvxijX42M
Video directed by Gabriel Cheurfa
Director of Photography - Noah Toaso
Gaffer - Jacob Museo
Assistant camera - Jordan Eichhorn
Makeup - Sam Danis
Draumr's costume designed by Aurore Mallia
Edited and color graded by Gabriel Cheurfa
Produced by Gabriel Cheurfa
Studio location - Film 33
Music written, produced, arranged and recorded by Gabriel Cheurfa
Lyrics written by Gabriel Cheurfa and Matya
All instruments performed by Gabriel Cheurfa
Featuring Matya
Mixed by Julien Sabourin assisted by Gabriel Cheurfa at Motif Music Studios in Paris, France
Mastered by Alex Gopher at Translab mastering studios in Paris, France
Lyrics:
Maybe we were sent in the wrong direction
You are aiming way too low
I will drive you to distraction
Play until my aces show
Maybe I wrote the connection
If my flaws start to show
Maybe you want perfection
I’ll keep my feelings on the low
Things you say to yourself
Gets in the way until the moment's blown
Things you say to yourself
Taints your heart and leaves you on your own
What if we are onto something
Something truly wonderful?
That will last and keep my assumptions
From taking over control
One look and I’m struck with confusion
Might hold on to you, who knows?
Looking at the world outside my future
This could be the way it goes
I saw this band last night
They had such a groovy sound
It reminded me of you actually
Oh really? You thought about me?
I mean We met at a concert a while back
You remember?
I knocked your drink all over the stage
Oh yeah I do remember now
I was looking for you at the end of the night
I didn’t see you leave
I thought you'd hate me for that
I felt so bad
Well I was hoping you'd buy me another one
Maybe you can make it up to me now?
How about tomorrow night?
That’d be cool
I’m looking forward to it
Me too
Things you say to yourself
Gets in the way until the moment's blown
Things you say to yourself
Taints your heart and leaves you on your own
Things you say to yourself
Gets in the way until the moment's blown
Until the moment's blown
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