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Pretending That You're Dead
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Vocals
Thom Lewis
Thom Lewis
Programming
Drew Michael
Drew Michael
Drums
Dean Thompson
Dean Thompson
Guitar
Joe Atkinson
Joe Atkinson
Synthesizer
Mark Broughton
Mark Broughton
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Fender
Sam Fender
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thom Lewis
Thom Lewis
Producer
Mark Broughton
Mark Broughton
Engineer
Claude Vause
Claude Vause
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Can't see through my letterbox for piles of letters And I can't get out my door The bailiffs come, but I don't care 'bout that And everybody's asking me tonight Everybody's asking me if I'm alright But I don't have the guts to say it Is it really her and him? Do you think that they are doin' it? I'm lyin' in my empty bed Pretending that you're dead I read the news from everybody's lips I saw you on the walkway with his hands on your hips And I called it out and said, "With my best friend?" You said, "You should probably leave" Tonight, everybody's asking me if I'm alright And I don't have the words to say Is it really her and him? Do you think that they are doin' it? I'm lyin' in my empty bed Pretending that you're dead Is it really her and him? Do you think that they are doin' it? I'm lyin' in my empty bed Pretending that you're dead Everybody's asking me if I'm alright Everybody's asking me if I'm alright I'm not alright
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