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Track name: SPANISH EYES
Trackcode: MML037729
Composer: Simon Bradshaw
Artistas: Weathered Man
EAN/GTIN:
ISRC: GBKZY2237728
Album name: HAND IN MY POCKET
Catalogue number: MML0377
Label: Mediatracks - MML
LC number: 16106
Trackcode: MML037729
Composer: Simon Bradshaw
Artistas: Weathered Man
EAN/GTIN:
ISRC: GBKZY2237728
Album name: HAND IN MY POCKET
Catalogue number: MML0377
Label: Mediatracks - MML
LC number: 16106
Opening like a scene from a western with a jangly bassline, this track grows into a mysterious, yet driving track, getting it's energy from it's catchy vocals and horn section. 110 bpm (Bmin)
| Artists | Weathered Man |
|---|---|
| Tempo | medio, 110 bpm |
| Key | Bmin |
| Featured instruments | Guitarra Eléctrica (feat.), Metales (feat.) |
| Formation | pequeño (2-10) |
| Sound | electrónico y natural |
| Version | Versión principal |
| Duration | 3:38 |
| First release | 2023-01-31 |
| Release date | 2023-07-27 |
| Label expiration date | 2027-06-30 |
| ISRC | GBKZY2237728 |
| ISWC | T-315199590-9 |
| Download file name | MML037729_SPANISH_EYES_SONOTON |
| GEMA Workcode | 34134979 |
It was the season, it's fine to look
It ended a millstone I've not shook
You know what keeps me spinning around
Cumulative fears and the couple of times that we choked
How we choked
And I love what you do but I'm dead inside
I love the way you hint with those Spanish eyes
I orchestrate the truth like a conductor of lies
And it hurt you
I'm a fool watching you with my mind on the prize
I hopelessly reduce you to sirens of cries
I orchestrate your views and then I know you're surprised that I hurt you
I hurt you
By telling tales and not smoothing out that message in the sand
The awkward distances came up
The chance of a rebate from this love
I know what's got you kissing the ground
All my fears and the bottle of wine that you shook
That you shook
And I love what you do but I'm dead inside
I love the way you hint with those Spanish eyes
I orchestrate the truth like a conductor of lies
And it hurt you
What a mad thing to do with the passing of time
My choice, it wasn't new but it was dark and unkind
I turned my back on you and I can't look in your eyes 'cause I hurt you
I hurt you
By telling tales and not smoothing out that message in the sand
It ended a millstone I've not shook
You know what keeps me spinning around
Cumulative fears and the couple of times that we choked
How we choked
And I love what you do but I'm dead inside
I love the way you hint with those Spanish eyes
I orchestrate the truth like a conductor of lies
And it hurt you
I'm a fool watching you with my mind on the prize
I hopelessly reduce you to sirens of cries
I orchestrate your views and then I know you're surprised that I hurt you
I hurt you
By telling tales and not smoothing out that message in the sand
The awkward distances came up
The chance of a rebate from this love
I know what's got you kissing the ground
All my fears and the bottle of wine that you shook
That you shook
And I love what you do but I'm dead inside
I love the way you hint with those Spanish eyes
I orchestrate the truth like a conductor of lies
And it hurt you
What a mad thing to do with the passing of time
My choice, it wasn't new but it was dark and unkind
I turned my back on you and I can't look in your eyes 'cause I hurt you
I hurt you
By telling tales and not smoothing out that message in the sand
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