Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Voz principal
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Batería
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Sintetizador
Sean Hutchinson
Sean Hutchinson
Batería
Michael Riddleberger
Michael Riddleberger
Batería
Patrik Berger
Patrik Berger
Sintetizador
Bobby Hawk
Bobby Hawk
Violín
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Corno
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Autoría
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producción
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producción
John Rooney
John Rooney
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Ingeniería de grabación
Jonathan Low
Jonathan Low
Ingeniería de mezcla
Mikey Freedom Hart
Mikey Freedom Hart
Ingeniería adicional
Sean Hutchinson
Sean Hutchinson
Ingeniería adicional
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Ingeniería adicional
Jon Gautier
Jon Gautier
Ingeniería de cuerdas
Michael Riddleberger
Michael Riddleberger
Ingeniería adicional

Letra

[Intro]
Gleaming
Twinkling
Eyes like sinking
Ships on waters
So inviting
I almost jump in
[Chorus]
I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
[Verse 1]
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominos
I see me padding 'cross your wooden floors
With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the door
[Refrain]
At dinner parties I call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we wandered 'round had never seen a love as pure as it
And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea
'Cause it could never be
[Chorus]
'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
[Verse 2]
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominos
My mind turns your life into folklore
I can't dare to dream about you anymore
[Refrain]
At dinner parties I won't call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it
'Cause it fades into the gray of my day old tea
'Cause it will never be
[Outro]
Gleaming
Twinkling
Eyes like sinking
Ships on waters
So inviting
I almost jump in
Written by: Taylor Swift, Jack Antonoff
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