Lyrics Da Fassarar - Old Phone
— waka ta Ed Sheeran
"Old Phone" waƙa da fassarori. Gano wanda ya rubuta wannan waƙa. Nemo wanda ya shirya kuma darakta na wannan bidiyon kiɗan. "Old Phone" mawaki, waƙoƙi, tsari, dandamali masu yawo, da sauransu. "Old Phone" waka ce da aka yi akan turanci. "Old Phone" ya rera ta Ed Sheeran
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Credits
Production Company Ammolite Machine
Director Emil Nava
Producer Mike Capon
Commissioner Dan Curwin
Executive Producer Kerry Smart
Line Producer Steve Oare
DOP Chiao Chen
Content Creator Ramona Schwab
Production Designer Audrey Ledoux
Grooming & Styling Liberty Shaw
Styling Hilary Owen
Post Production
Editor Vid Price @ Trim
Post Production Max Beidport / Ammolite Machine
Colour Connor Coolbear @ ETC
Sound Design ARK Studios
Thank you to the many fans who submitted their stories.
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Old Phone Lyrics:
I found my old phone today
In a box that I had hidden away
Nostalgia trying to lead me astray
Maybe I’ll unwrite some wrongs
I charged the battery again
Combinations cause my passcode had changed
Opened up and saw familiar names
Now I wonder where they’ve gone
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
In the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today
Arguments that I tried to keep at bay
The ones who loved me I just pushed them away
Couldn’t tell the difference from the leeches
My closed hand still holds some mates
But if I’m open it gets smaller day by day
I can’t tell if it is pleasure or pain
Trying to keep within my remit
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
There in the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today
So full of love
Yet so full of hate
I put it back inside there from whence it came
Nothing good will come from regretting
Conversations with my dead friends
Messages from all my exes
I kinda think that this was best left
There in the past where it belongs
I feel an overwhelming sadness
Of all the friends I do not have left
Seeing how my family has fractured
Growing up and moving on
I found my old phone today