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==External Links== | ==External Links== | ||
*Grand Paradise (Official Audio): [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tsGkPxO8iY YouTube] | *Grand Paradise (Official Audio): [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tsGkPxO8iY YouTube] | ||
*Foxing Interview: [https://www.stereogum.com/2001885/foxing-nearer-my-god-interview/franchises/interview/ Stereogum] | |||
==References== | ==References== | ||
[[Category:Mike Shinoda Discography]][[Category:Mike Shinoda Singles]][[Category:Mike Shinoda Songs]] | [[Category:Mike Shinoda Discography]][[Category:Mike Shinoda Singles]][[Category:Mike Shinoda Songs]] | ||
Revision as of 03:26, 22 November 2019
"Grand Paradise" is the opening track on the album Nearer My God by Foxing. The song received a new mix by Mike Shinoda for its single release on November 22, 2019.
Background
Versions
Note: Only the date of the very first release of each version is listed.
| Title | Album | Length | Recorded | Released | Notes |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Grand Paradise | Nearer My God | 4:46 | 2018 | August 10, 2018 | |
| Grand Paradise (Mike Shinoda Mix) | Grand Paradise (Mike Shinoda Mix) | 4:17 | 2018 | November 22, 2019 |
Personnel
- Produced and Engineered by Chris Walla and E.M. Hudson
- Additional production by Mike V. Davis
- Additional Engineering by Conor Murphy, Enrique Sampson, Joe Reinhart, Mike V. Davis
- Editing by Ryan Wasoba, Mike V. Davis
- Mastered by Joe Lambert
- Arrangements by E.M. Hudson
- Lyrics by Conor Murphy
- Foxing is Conor Murphy, E.M. Hudson, Enrique Sampson, Jon Hellwig
Lyrics
I can be romantic
When I'm starving for sleep
When I try but I can't seem
To remember anything
With hair from a dog
I’ve got a fistful of its mane
It’s too coarse to stomach
So I shove it down my throat
Luck left late Saturday and now
Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
I can't recall the bark but the bay, I admit
If I was listening I could hear it
I’m shock-collared at the gates of heaven
25 years that I’ve been trying to shake loose
And if I try to sit still
Then someone's breathing down my neck
So I'm embarrassing myself again
I should see myself out
Lay me down in the tub
Throw away my phone
Strap a muzzle to my mouth now
And Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
I can't recall the bark but the bay, I admit
If I was listening I could hear it
If I was listening I could hear it
If I listen I can hear
Palms kept white hot gold rings folded like a
Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
I've done nothing right
I've gone wrong beside
I can't see what's there
But if I listen I can hear
Luck bent low roar drum pressed to the glass
The glass pressed loose soft spots marked on the wall
Wall an empty stomach
I've done nothing right
I can't see what's there
If I listen I can hear it
Palms kept white hot gold rings folding like a
Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
I've done nothing right
I've gone wrong beside
I can't see what's there
I can't see anything at all