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Dancer
47
Rock
Dancer fue lanzado el 4 de noviembre de 2022 por Epitaph como parte del álbum Dancer
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ÁlbumDancer
Fecha de lanzamiento4 de noviembre de 2022
Sello discográficoEpitaph
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM113

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Born Without Bones
Born Without Bones
Intérprete
Scott Ayotte
Scott Ayotte
Voz principal
Jonathan Brucato
Jonathan Brucato
Guitarra eléctrica
Jim Creighton
Jim Creighton
Bajo eléctrico
Sam Checkoway
Sam Checkoway
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Scott Ayotte
Scott Ayotte
Composición
Jonathan Brucato
Jonathan Brucato
Composición
Jim Creighton
Jim Creighton
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Born Without Bones
Born Without Bones
Producción

Letra

Born to be a dancer
Unfulfilled by their spectating eyes
She was cast away, a stray
Running to survive
And she was a stranger
Unfamiliar with their cast iron smiles
She had gone out west to bury what's left
Of a speculative nest she tried to forget
<span begin="36.060" end="37.449">So I guess</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="37.011" end="37.961">(I guess)</span></span>
<span begin="38.177" end="39.178">This is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="39.194" end="39.993">(That's it)</span></span>
I'm not anywhere closer to where I was going
<span begin="44.810" end="47.782">Oh I guess that this is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="47.726" end="48.459">(That's it)</span></span>
I'll send you a postcard if something reminds me of you
And she felt the danger
On lonely highways growing desolate and wild
Her tattoos fading in the rays
Of the summer smile
And quick like a cancer
She made her way to where she lived as a child
Back out west where the only thing left
Are the memories she repressed
In the valley of death
<span begin="1:35.503" end="1:36.542">So I guess</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:36.625" end="1:37.441">(I guess)</span></span>
<span begin="1:37.641" end="1:38.841">This is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:38.724" end="1:39.492">(That's it)</span></span>
I'm not anywhere closer to where I was going
<span begin="1:44.409" end="1:47.292">Oh I guess that this is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="1:47.070" end="1:47.953">(That's it)</span></span>
I'll send you a postcard if something reminds me of you
Tried my best to stay clean and satisfied
But I couldn't figure it out to save me
I'm back home to disappear, but I don't want to talk about it
I was never enough for you to love me baby, please
<span begin="2:32.846" end="2:34.147">So I guess</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:33.793" end="2:34.745">(I guess)</span></span>
<span begin="2:34.894" end="2:36.010">This is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:36.010" end="2:36.859">(That's it)</span></span>
I'm not anywhere closer to where I was going
<span begin="2:41.523" end="2:44.723">Oh I guess that this is it</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:44.384" end="2:45.251">(That's it)</span></span>
<span begin="2:45.534" end="2:50.926">I'll send you a postcard if something reminds me</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:52.131" end="2:53.462">(Of you)</span></span>
Written by: Jim Creighton, Jonathan Brucato, Scott Ayotte
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