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