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INTERPRÉTATION
Patrick Droney
Patrick Droney
Chant
Melissa Fuller
Melissa Fuller
Chœurs
Christian Harger
Christian Harger
Basse
Peter Wilson
Peter Wilson
Batterie
Ben West
Ben West
Programmation
Kevin Gatzke
Kevin Gatzke
Saxophone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Patrick Droney
Patrick Droney
Paroles/Composition
Melissa Fuller
Melissa Fuller
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Patrick Droney
Patrick Droney
Production
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ben West
Ben West
Production

Paroles

You were standing at the bathroom sink Crying and yelling at me For a second it was like we were in a Coming-of-age movie But who the hell are we? Wandering around this big city Acting like we got our lives together Trying to find ourselves In the letters of dead poets Making friends with the cynics In rent controlled apartments Singing The National And tellin' each other secrets Like nobody's evеr lived this before Young in thе state of the heart Fighting with time, so we take shots in the dark And it feels alright 'cause this mess is ours Young in the state of the heart Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start And we make up for what we don't got We know we are Young in the state of the... Slept out on the fire escape That summer when the AC gave You said to pretend that it was winter Honey, I was happy To be just like us Two kids dreaming while the metal rusts Sure felt good to be lost together Just trying to find ourselves In the letters of dead poets Making friends with the cynics In rent controlled apartments Singing The National And tellin' each other secrets Like nobody's ever lived this before, yeah Young in the state of the heart Fighting with time, so we take shots in the dark And it feels alright 'cause this mess is ours Young in the state of the heart Yeah, we run fast 'cause the cars don't start And we make up for what we don't got We know we are Young in the state of the heart Young in the state of the heart Contemplated science, space, and religion Contemplated silence, space, how it all fits Yeah, we know our place, call us the misfits But we're livin' Young in the state of the heart Young in the state of the heart Fighting the time, so we take shots in the dark And it feels alright 'cause this mess is ours Young in the state of the heart Fighting with time, so we take shots in the dark (And it feels alright 'cause this mess is ours) This mess is ours Young in the state of the heart
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