"Plastic Bag"
— otpjevano od strane Ed Sheeran
"Plastic Bag" je pjesma izvedena na britanski objavljena 08 decembar 2023 na zvaničnom kanalu izdavačke kuće - "Ed Sheeran". Otkrijte ekskluzivne informacije o "Plastic Bag". Pronađite tekst pjesme Plastic Bag, prijevode i činjenice o pjesmama. Zarada i neto vrijednost akumuliraju se sponzorstvima i drugim izvorima prema informacijama koje se nalaze na internetu. Koliko puta se pjesma "Plastic Bag" pojavila na sastavljenim muzičkim listama? "Plastic Bag" je dobro poznati muzički video koji se plasirao na popularne top liste, kao što su Top 100 UK pjesama, Top 40 britanski pjesama i još mnogo toga.
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"Plastic Bag" Činjenice
"Plastic Bag" je dostigao 308.5K ukupan broj pregleda i 8.6K lajkova na YouTubeu.
Pjesma je poslana na 08/12/2023 i provela je 0 sedmicu na top listama.
Originalni naziv muzičkog spota je "ED SHEERAN - PLASTIC BAG (FAN CREATED MUSIC VIDEO) [ITALY]".
"Plastic Bag" je objavljeno na Youtube-u u 30/11/2023 12:00:07.
"Plastic Bag" Tekst, kompozitori, izdavačka kuća
"For the Plastic Bag music video, I got inspired by how Ed wrote the song from someone else's perspective and I wanted to play with this idea of putting yourself in someone else’s shoes and realising everyone is going through their own struggles.
I feel incredibly grateful to all of the wonderful creatives who gave a little bit of themselves to this
;There is a glimpse of every one of us in the video." - Laura Days
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Writer & Director: Laura Days
Dancer & Choreographer: Samuele Barbetta
Director of Photography: Giulio Melani
Editor: Jan Devetak
A The Blink Fish Production
Producer: Clara Alison Gloceri
Production Manager: Pietro Foti
Stylist: Leonardo Persico
Brands: Dolce&Gabbana, Paul Smith, Simon Cracker, Archivio LaCouture
Hair & Makeup: Fabio D’Onofrio
Hair & Makeup Assistant: Sara Vianelli
Nail Artist: Sara Bergaglio
VFX Artist: Giorgio Ajello
Graphic Designer: Ranaroid
1AD: Lorenzo Lecchi
Creative Team: Alberta Molajoni, Chiara Convertini
6 Floor Factory: Valerio Tazza
ImaCrew Management: Martina Castellani, Paola Pasini
Backstage Photographer: Elisa Cappellini
Social Media Manager: Alessandra Grimaldi
1AC: Fabio Cazzato
2AC: Pietro Brunelleschi
Gaffer: Filippo Ficozzi
Spark: Michael Ciaramicoli, Davide Bianchi
Console Operator: Simone Giannico
Console Assistant: Alessio Massa
Key Grip: Sergio Diterlizzi
Grip: Marco Tavani
Colorist: Giulio Melani
Data Manager: Nicola Carri
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Plastic Bag Lyrics:
I overthink and have trouble sleeping
All purpose gone and don’t have a reason
There’s no doctor to stop this bleeding
So I left home and jumped in the deep end
Took a job for dad, I think just to please him
So when I quit I just kept it secret
And I had friends but no longer see them
It’s just me and now all my daemons
Are heavy weighing on my heart
I guess I’m done already, all but given up
Burning days til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I’m not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass
And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag
My friend died it’s been years still grieving
And I thought time would be somehow healing
When love finds me I’m too numb to feel it
Why the fuck am I here still breathing?
I would pray but I don’t believe it
Woe is me but I don’t care either
Life is not the way that it seems but
Maybe this will all be a dream
And I’ll stay steady, balance on the rope
I guess that I’m not ready to rely on the hope
I’m burning days til the week ends
And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am
Should I cancel my plans?
Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass
And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag
I’m a wreck head
Take me to the other side
Don’t look in my eyes
It’s almost morning I’m still not leaving
It’s wearing off but I still can feel it
Another one and I’ll touch the ceiling
This is all I want to be
Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass
And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag