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INTERPRÉTATION
Allison Russell
Allison Russell
Chant
Dan Knobler
Dan Knobler
Guitare
Jason Burger
Jason Burger
Batterie
Steve Dawson
Steve Dawson
Pedal steel guitar
Jamie Dick
Jamie Dick
Batterie
Drew Lindsay
Drew Lindsay
Piano
Alfreda McCrary
Alfreda McCrary
Chant
Ann McCrary
Ann McCrary
Chant
Deborah McCrary
Deborah McCrary
Chant
Regina McCrary
Regina McCrary
Chant
Chris Merrill
Chris Merrill
Basse
Ruth Moody
Ruth Moody
Chant
Jeremy Lindsay
Jeremy Lindsay
Chant
Joe Pisapia
Joe Pisapia
Guitare électrique
Erin Rae
Erin Rae
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Allison Russell
Allison Russell
Composition
Jeremy Lindsay
Jeremy Lindsay
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Knobler
Dan Knobler
Production
Kevin Sokolnicki
Kevin Sokolnicki
Ingénierie de prise de son
Zaq Reynolds
Zaq Reynolds
Assistance d’ingénierie
Kim Rosen
Kim Rosen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Blood on my shirt, two ripped buttons Might've killed me that time, oh, if I'd let him He's slow when he's drunk, and he lost his grip on me Now I'm runnin' down la rue St. Paul Tryna get out from the weight of it all Can't flag a cop 'cause I know he won't stop I'll go see Persephone Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen Gotta let me in Persephone Got nowhere to go, but I had to get away from him My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower Come runnin' to you in the violet hour Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin Mouth to mouth, mouth to flower Salty sweet you give me power I feel you shake under my lips Your fingers tender find my secrets Don't make a sound, don't cry out love Your parents are sleepin' just above I kiss you once, I kiss you twice Fall asleep lookin' in each other's eyes Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen Gotta let me in Persephone Got nowhere to go but I had to get away from him My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower Come runnin' to you in the violet hour Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin Light on your shoulder, light on your cheek Light tellin' me it's time to leave The birds are callin' to the mornin' Your parents' feet above us stirrin' Kiss your belly before I go Climb back outta your basement window Back to the cold's bite, back to the hard life Back to the harsh bright street Tap, tap, tappin' on your window screen Gotta let me in Persephone Got nowhere to go, but I had to get away from him My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower Come runnin' to you in the violet hour Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin My petals are bruised, but I'm still a flower Come runnin' to you in the violet hour Put your skinny arms around me, let me taste your skin
Writer(s): Allison Russell, Jeremy Thomas Lindsay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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