Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Bells Larsen
Bells Larsen
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rostam
Rostam
Autoría
Bells Larsen
Bells Larsen
Arreglista
Thanya Iyer
Thanya Iyer
Arreglista
Leighton Harrell
Leighton Harrell
Arreglista
Aidan McConnell
Aidan McConnell
Arreglista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Bells Larsen
Bells Larsen
Producción
Thanya Iyer
Thanya Iyer
Ingeniería
Evan Matthews
Evan Matthews
Ingeniería
Howard Bilerman
Howard Bilerman
Ingeniería de mezcla
Harris Newman
Harris Newman
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
You wake up late, you feel your heart begin to work
And now you're all dressed up, of course
And hailing cabs out of your door
On 14th Street, I feel my head between my knees
And orange swimming through the trees
And orange swimming through the trees
Where could I go? What could I do?
Put in this state, my lips and eyes give me away
There's nothing I can say, no
[PreChorus]
I'm pulled away, I see another of myself
Who's found true love and happiness
To sit and smoke there on the chair for
[Chorus]
Two boys, one to kiss your neck
And one to bring you breakfast
Get you out of bed when
You're sore from the night before
From knocking on my door
Head against the floor boards
[Chorus]
Two boys, one to love you sweetly
One does so discreet
Never will he meet me, but
I'm sure that you'll catch your breath
You'll sleep into the day
Wake up with sunlight across your room
[Verse 2]
Before I leave, I want to try to go back in time
To just that moment in my life I should have spoke up but I lied
As I sat there with my jaw open and I smiled
He pulled his sweater off and tried to explain how but had given up on love
[PreChorus]
I'm pulled away, I see another of myself
Who's found true love and happiness
To sit and smoke there on the chair
Beside the bed, I read this past week's New Yorker
And I watch him paint Antarctica, and watch him paint Antarctica
[Chorus]
Two boys, one to kiss your neck
And one to bring you breakfast
Get you out of bed when
You're sore from the night before
From knocking on my door
Head against the floor boards
[Chorus]
Two boys, one to love you sweetly
One does so discreet
Never will he meet me, but
I'm sure that you'll catch your breath
You'll sleep into the day
Wake up with sunlight across your room
[Outro]
Telling me something or nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear
Telling me something or nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear
Telling me something, nothing
Never the one thing I wanna hear
Written by: Rostam
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