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City Sickness [Tindersticks]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Performer
Stuart Staples
Stuart Staples
Vocals
Al Macaulay
Al Macaulay
Drums
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Bass Guitar
Neil Fraser
Neil Fraser
Guitar
Dickon Hinchliffe
Dickon Hinchliffe
Violin
David Boulter
David Boulter
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
Composer
Alistair McAuley
Alistair McAuley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tindersticks
Tindersticks
Producer
Ian Caple
Ian Caple
Producer
Stuart Staples
Stuart Staples
Producer

Lyrics

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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