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Produced by: METHOD TO MY MADNESS
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Producer: Alex Flamsteed
Directed by: Natalie Sim
Director of Photography: Alex Flamsteed
Assistant Director: Julian Palma
1st AC + Gaffa: Elliott Deem
2nd AC: Tom Alvos
B-Cam Operator: Brayden Doig
Hair & Makeup Artists: Phoebe Gray, Shanoa Rea, Eden McGovern, Hayley Marilyn
Editor: Natalie Sim
Additional editing by: Digby Hogan
Additional Talent:
Skater: Jorge Tichbon
Special thanks:
Huxley School of Makeup, Koala Park Laundromat, Foodworks Tugan, The Pink Hotel, Mick's Gripping, Brock Weston
Huge thanks to Afends for providing outfits, and Fender for the guitars.
Afends: afends.com/
Fender: shop.fender.com/
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Sentimental - Lyrics
We’ve been here before
Lying on the floor
Like a sedative
With you I’m never bored
But it’s not at all
Like you say it is
You’ve been sentimental admit it
Though I know baby not right now
You’ll be showing up in a minute
I guess we’ll have to figure it out
Cuz it’s blue right now
But we’ll do it and do it again
Yeah you love me now
But will you say that when something is missing
And we’re fading out
But we’ll do it and do it again
Knocking at your door
Baby I adore you
And whatever it is
Always looking for
Things you can’t afford
Like your cigarettes
Finding it hard
Cuz you’re way too different now
Finding it hard that everything’s changing
Around me we’re falling apart
Show lessSentimental - Lyrics
We’ve been here before
Lying on the floor
Like a sedative
With you I’m never bored
But it’s not at all
Like you say it is
You’ve been sentimental admit it
Though I know baby not right now
You’ll be showing up in a minute
I guess we’ll have to figure it out
Cuz it’s blue right now
But we’ll do it and do it again
Yeah you love me now
But will you say that when something is missing
And we’re fading out
But we’ll do it and do it again
Knocking at your door
Baby I adore you
And whatever it is
Always looking for
Things you can’t afford
Like your cigarettes
Finding it hard
Cuz you’re way too different now
Finding it hard that everything’s changing
Around me we’re falling apart