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Spinster
Pop
Spinster fue lanzado el 24 de marzo de 2023 por Bolero Recordings como parte del álbum Feel Real
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ÁlbumFeel Real
Fecha de lanzamiento24 de marzo de 2023
Sello discográficoBolero Recordings
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM91

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Mathias Zachrisson
Mathias Zachrisson
Teclados
Miriam Ingrid
Miriam Ingrid
Voz principal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Miriam Ingrid
Miriam Ingrid
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Mathias Zachrisson
Mathias Zachrisson
Producción
Ronny Lahti
Ronny Lahti
Ingeniería de mezcla
Christoffer Stannow
Christoffer Stannow
Masterización

Letra

I think I might become a spinster by twentythree
A little young a little splinter in the family tree
The poor unfortunate stepsister with humongous feet
There's no little glass slipper for miss congeniality
Runner up, best of luck
Most likely to fall out of love
Pucker up then shut up
Second to the best of studs
Give me a crown, and I'll bow down
Might even wear wedding gown
I'll buckle up, to your constructs
Even though I'll look like a clown
And I don't know which way to go
How to wear a smile, we walk down the aisle
6 feet below, a foot in the grave, one step at a time
I don't know you like before
We've changed too much and I am out of touch
Cold and misjudged, with no remorse
I might as well be a corpse bride
I think I might become really bitter by twenty two
Someone call a babysitter for me, I've got the blues
Someone watch over me I'm a quitter, don't know what to do
Someone tell me stories of when I was still brand new
Here comes the bride watch how she cries
Can't seem to fit in this marvelous disguise
Here come the lies, look at the smile
Perfectly yellow, she didn't even try
She didn't even try
She didn't even try
She didn't even try
She's a corpse bride,
Half dead and numb inside
And I don't know which way to go
How to wear a smile, we walk down the aisle
6 feet below, a foot in the grave, one step at a time
I don't know you like before
We've changed too much and I am out of touch
Cold and misjudged, with no remorse
I might as well be a corpse bride
Written by: Miriam Ingrid
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