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Spinster
Pop
Spinster est sorti le 24 mars 2023 par Bolero Recordings dans le cadre de l'album Feel Real
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Date de sortie24 mars 2023
LabelBolero Recordings
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM91

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mathias Zachrisson
Mathias Zachrisson
Claviers
Miriam Ingrid
Miriam Ingrid
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Miriam Ingrid
Miriam Ingrid
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mathias Zachrisson
Mathias Zachrisson
Production
Ronny Lahti
Ronny Lahti
Ingénierie de mixage
Christoffer Stannow
Christoffer Stannow
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I think I might become a spinster by twentythree
A little young a little splinter in the family tree
The poor unfortunate stepsister with humongous feet
There's no little glass slipper for miss congeniality
Runner up, best of luck
Most likely to fall out of love
Pucker up then shut up
Second to the best of studs
Give me a crown, and I'll bow down
Might even wear wedding gown
I'll buckle up, to your constructs
Even though I'll look like a clown
And I don't know which way to go
How to wear a smile, we walk down the aisle
6 feet below, a foot in the grave, one step at a time
I don't know you like before
We've changed too much and I am out of touch
Cold and misjudged, with no remorse
I might as well be a corpse bride
I think I might become really bitter by twenty two
Someone call a babysitter for me, I've got the blues
Someone watch over me I'm a quitter, don't know what to do
Someone tell me stories of when I was still brand new
Here comes the bride watch how she cries
Can't seem to fit in this marvelous disguise
Here come the lies, look at the smile
Perfectly yellow, she didn't even try
She didn't even try
She didn't even try
She didn't even try
She's a corpse bride,
Half dead and numb inside
And I don't know which way to go
How to wear a smile, we walk down the aisle
6 feet below, a foot in the grave, one step at a time
I don't know you like before
We've changed too much and I am out of touch
Cold and misjudged, with no remorse
I might as well be a corpse bride
Written by: Miriam Ingrid
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