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Nome de trilha: IT'S BAD A
Número de trilha: SCDV 1281 44.0
Compositor: Daniel Denkmal
Artistas: Daniel Denkmal
EAN/GTIN: 4020771243617
ISRC: DE-B63-24-03320
Nome do CD: ODDBALL POP
Número do catálogo: 1281
Serie: Sonoton Vanguard - SCDV
LC Number: 07573
Número de trilha: SCDV 1281 44.0
Compositor: Daniel Denkmal
Artistas: Daniel Denkmal
EAN/GTIN: 4020771243617
ISRC: DE-B63-24-03320
Nome do CD: ODDBALL POP
Número do catálogo: 1281
Serie: Sonoton Vanguard - SCDV
LC Number: 07573
Idiosyncratic percussive Pop with minimal beat, twangy guitars, oddball synths and raw male vocals, perfect for promos and drama. ; 84 bpm; (Bbmin)
| Artists | Daniel Denkmal |
|---|---|
| Tempo | Médio, 84 bpm |
| Key | Bbmin |
| Featured instruments | Vocal/Cantos (feat.) |
| Formation | Pequeno (2-10) |
| Sound | Som eletrônico e natural |
| Version | Versão principal |
| Duration | 2:30 |
| Release date | 2024-07-04 |
| ISRC | DEB632403320 |
| Download file name | SCDV128144_IT_S_BAD_A_SONOTON |
| GEMA Workcode | 37137104 |
Tr. 1-7, 22-41, 58-64: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Jemma Lou, William Patterson and Jade Winter.
Tr. 8 - 14, 44-50: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Daniel Denkmal.
Tr. 15-21, 30-36: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Penguin Asylum and Adriana Stone.
Tr. 37-43: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Leon Moon.
Tr. 51-57: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Penguin Asylum and Afroditetoolively.
Mastered by Daniel Goodridge.
Artwork by Jordi Ros.
Tr. 8 - 14, 44-50: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Daniel Denkmal.
Tr. 15-21, 30-36: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Penguin Asylum and Adriana Stone.
Tr. 37-43: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Leon Moon.
Tr. 51-57: Produced, arranged, performed, recorded and mixed by Penguin Asylum and Afroditetoolively.
Mastered by Daniel Goodridge.
Artwork by Jordi Ros.
I know it's over; what am I here for?
One foot in the door
I should be long gone, but you left the light on
Where were you coming from?
Found out the hard way, too many mistakes
Cover blown, out in the open
Cold wind blows, chills to my bones
Don't come back, don't come home
Little by little by little biting down on stories you're telling
Piling the pressure, shooting the messenger
Truth dies with a bang
Going out like I used to
It'll get better when I lose you
Me and my brother got you confused
Can't decide? Let me help me you choose
I won't hold my breath
Just don't make me guess
Don't try hold my hand
'Cause I already know it's bad
How long were we on life support?
Brain dead, stuck in my head
Moving through me, silenced, muted
Out with the old, in with the new ting
Out on my own now, healing, learning
No more backseat driving, swerving
Building backwards down to the ground
Making space, lost and found
Little by little by little biting down on stories you're telling
Piling the pressure, shooting the messenger
Truth dies with a bang
Going out like I used to
It'll get better when I lose you
Me and my brother got you confused
Can't decide? Let me help me you choose
I won't hold my breath
Just don't make me guess
Don't try hold my hand
'Cause I already know it's bad
One foot in the door
I should be long gone, but you left the light on
Where were you coming from?
Found out the hard way, too many mistakes
Cover blown, out in the open
Cold wind blows, chills to my bones
Don't come back, don't come home
Little by little by little biting down on stories you're telling
Piling the pressure, shooting the messenger
Truth dies with a bang
Going out like I used to
It'll get better when I lose you
Me and my brother got you confused
Can't decide? Let me help me you choose
I won't hold my breath
Just don't make me guess
Don't try hold my hand
'Cause I already know it's bad
How long were we on life support?
Brain dead, stuck in my head
Moving through me, silenced, muted
Out with the old, in with the new ting
Out on my own now, healing, learning
No more backseat driving, swerving
Building backwards down to the ground
Making space, lost and found
Little by little by little biting down on stories you're telling
Piling the pressure, shooting the messenger
Truth dies with a bang
Going out like I used to
It'll get better when I lose you
Me and my brother got you confused
Can't decide? Let me help me you choose
I won't hold my breath
Just don't make me guess
Don't try hold my hand
'Cause I already know it's bad
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