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INTERPRÉTATION
Bridie Monds-Watson
Guitare
Thomas McLaughlin
Basse
James Byrne
Batterie
Michael Keeney
Piano
Sophie Galpin
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bridie Monds-Watson
Paroles/Composition
Thomas McLaughlin
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Bridie Monds-Watson
Production
Thomas McLaughlin
Production
Katie Tavini
Ingénierie
Michael Keeney
Production
Paroles
I couldn't call you mad
If anything, you're sane in a world gone bad
We should kill this mirage
Your brave face is looking like wet cardboard
December was such a trip
How could she spit you out like it meant nothing?
It all comes up when we're pissed
In the back of cars, the radio stars can't compete and I
I'll say anything
If it keeps you here
So I regurgitate classic lines
But no generic quote ever changed your life
Maybe we're too cynical for our own good
Maybe we should hang a "live, laugh, love" sign
Maybe I'm dramatic
Maybe I've seen too many friends go way before
Their "best before" dates
All the things I wish I'd said
All the things I wish I'd said
All the things I should've said
I'll say anything
If it keeps you here
You know nothing can touch us now
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can
I'll say anything
If it keeps you here
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can touch us now
Nothing can touch us
Nothing can touch us now
Nothing can touch us now
Writer(s): Bridie Mae Siobhan Monds Watson, Thomas Gerard Mclaughlin
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