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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Tindersticks
Interprète
Stuart Staples
Chant
Al Macaulay
Batterie
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Basse
Neil Fraser
Guitare
Dickon Hinchliffe
Violon
David Boulter
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Composition
Neil Fraser
Composition
Alistair McAuley
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Tindersticks
Production
Ian Caple
Production
Stuart Staples
Production
Paroles
I'm crawling, don't know where to or from
The centre of things from where everything stems
Is not where I belong
And the city sickness, growing inside me
So this is where I ran for freedom
Where I may not be free
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
It's just used to make people feel better
It's not like us
I got this sickness as I got off the train
Now it chafes away at my heart
Until nothing remains
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
It's just used to make people feel better
I'm okay afterwards
Afterwards lasts for minutes only
I'm okay during
You kind of fill up my mind
It's just that before, may last forever
It's just that before, may just f**k my mind
I have these hands beating with love for you
And you're not here to touch
Sent you away, what else can I do
When I need something that much?
I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
It's just used to make people feel better
Writer(s): Stuart Ashton Staples, Dickon James Hinchliffe, David Boulter, Alasdair Macaulay, Neil Timothy Fraser, Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
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