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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Agrin Rahmani
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Songtexte
Baby
Tie my wrist before I hit the sun
Before the backseat
Blows right out throughout the windows gone
Now what's this city and who's the people
Oh alright
I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
But I was nearly suicidal before your car arrived
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Prom tomorrow night
Tasting sweet how the wind blows
But get your head inside
I need you here alive
Now what's this city and who's the people
Oh alright
I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Just for one last time
Now maybe
This is the last of what there is to feel
It's only different places
Poor imitations
Fucking actors trying to speak like you speak
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Prom tomorrow night
Tasting sweet how the wind blows
But get your head inside
I need you here alive
Now what's this city and who's the people
Oh alright
I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
Moving up to the villas
Kill a bit of time
Just for one last time
Writer(s): Agrin Rahmani, Jerker Hansson, Rassmus Bjornson, Fredrik Gustafsson, Koda
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