Ed Sheeran - Plastic Bag (Fan Created Music Video) [Italy]

"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 project. 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