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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Chant
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Chant
Andy LeMaster
Andy LeMaster
Synthétiseur
Christian Lee Hutson
Christian Lee Hutson
Guitare
Nathaniel Walcott
Nathaniel Walcott
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Paroles/Composition
Christian Lee Hutson
Christian Lee Hutson
Paroles/Composition
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Production
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Production
Andy LeMaster
Andy LeMaster
Production
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
John Congleton
John Congleton
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

To a world we'll not remember When we're old and tired We'll be blowing on the embers of a little fire We were the tallest person watching in Chesapeake You put me on your shoulders so I could see I was all covered in sound Ear plugs so it wasn't loud Swallowed up by the crowd Didn't know what they were singing about I can't hardly wait For someone to replace It was hot in the arena Good men die like dogs My hero plays to no one, in a parking lot Even though there's no one around He broke a leg and the house came down A smattering of applause A sliver moon and a cover song Oh sweet, Child of mine You're always sorry for everything, Never apologize Oh sweet child of mine Now you stand on the corner and hope you get recognized I was all covered in sound When you asked me to turn it down Didn't even think it was loud Can you hear it now?
Writer(s): Conor Oberst, Phoebe Bridgers, Christian Hutson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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