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Plastic Cigarette
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Plastic Cigarette κυκλοφόρησε στις 9 Ιανουαρίου 2026 από Warner Records ως μέρος του άλμπουμ With Heaven On Top
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Πιο δημοφιλή
Προηγούμενες 7 ημέρες
00:40 - 00:45
Το Plastic Cigarette ανακαλύφθηκε πιο συχνά περίπου στο 40 δευτερόλεπτα εντός του το τραγούδι την περασμένη εβδομάδα.
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Lead Vocals
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Drums
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Bass
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Producer
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Engineer
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Engineer
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Mixing Engineer
Colton Jean
Colton Jean
Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

[Verse 1]
Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine
But I don't mind a few lines tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time
Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets
Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway
[Verse 2]
Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'?
And thinkin' that I was gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about
All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames down
Our fathers were never around when we were younger
[Chorus]
So let me go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
So why'd you always keep me so close?
[Verse 3]
You were collectin' shells out on the Bay Shore, you know I was a shell before?
Deep in the hands of another, my brother
Had told me to leave, but I didn't believe
That evil would mean some people you meet out in Queens
[Verse 4]
The way the rain came down the other day in Bryon Bay
Made me feel so alone, so I just went home
And scribbled some poem
That I know that you'll never read
[Chorus]
So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
So let me go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
Why'd you always keep it so close?
[Outro]
So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
Written by: Zach Bryan
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