Passenger – 27: testo e video ufficiale

Si intitola 27 il nuovo singolo di Passenger, terzo estratto dal nuovo album Wispers pubblicato lo scorso 10 giugno.

Dopo “Scare Away the Dark” e “Heart’s on Fire“, ecco il video ufficiale che accompagna il terzo pezzo della quinta era discografica del cantautore inglese Mike Rosenberg.

Il filmato è stato diretto da James Lees e prodotto da Kimberly Stuckwisch e Ian Blair per Doomsday Entertainment.

La clip è stata girata lo scorso mese in quel di Los Angeles, ed è decisamente divertente. Si è divertito anche il cantante, anche se come da lui affermato, quel giorno faceva molto caldo…

Dopo l’immagine trovate il testo di questa canzone, mentre cliccandoci sopra, potete vedere il nuovo videoclip di Passenger.

Testo 27 – Passenger (Digital Download)
twenty seven years twenty seven years old
the only thing i know
the only thing i get told
i’ve gotta sell out if i wanna get sold
don’t want the devil to be taking my soul, I
write songs that come from the heart
i don’t give a fuck if they get in to the chart or not
only way i can be
is to say what i see
and have no shadow hanging over me

i don’t know where i’m running but i know how to run
‘cos running’s the thing i’ve always done
i don’t know what i’m doing but i know what i’ve done
i’m a hungry heart i’m a loaded gun

twenty seven years twenty seven years now
only thing i know
i know that i don’t know how
to please everybody all of the time,
‘cos everybody’s always fucking changing their minds
a little bit faded
a little bit jaded
not gonna stop and i won’t be persuaded
to write words i can’t believe in
to see my face on a video screen

i don’t know where i’m running but i know how to run
‘cos running’s the thing i’ve always done
i don’t know what i’m doing but i know what i’ve done
i’m a hungry heart i’m a loaded gun

twenty seven years twenty seven years done
written six hundred songs only twelve get sung
eighty seven thousand cigarettes have passed through these lungs
and every single day i wish i’d never smoked one
a week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut
eight years sleeping i’m still tired when i wake up
a whole year eating and i still lost weight fuck
five proper girlfriends and five messy breakups
twenty seven birthdays twenty seven new years
thirty thousand quid just so i could have a few beers
ever dying old hopes
ever growing new fears
don’t know where i’m going but i know how i got here

i don’t know where i’m running but i know how to run
‘cos running’s the thing i’ve always done
i don’t know what i’m doing but i know what i’ve done,
i’m a hungry heart i’m a loaded gun,
i don’t know where i’m running but i know how to run
‘cos running’s the thing i’ve always done
i don’t know what i’m doing but i know what i’ve done
i’m a hungry heart i’m a loaded gun