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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Noah Kahan
Chant
Post Malone
Voix principales
Gabe Simon
Basse
Carrie Karpinen
Batterie
Noah Levine
Guitare baryton
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Noah Levine
Paroles/Composition
Noah Kahan
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Noah Kahan
Production
Gabe Simon
Production
Louis Bell
Production vocale
Ryan Hewitt
Ingénierie de mixage
Maddie Harmon
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Carrie Karpinen
Personnel de studio
Louis Remenapp
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Willie Linton
Ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
I'm rememberin' I promised to forget you now
But it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunk
And my medicine is drownin' your perspective out
So I ain't takin' any fault
Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be?
I doubt it, forget about it, whatever
And the dial tone is all I have
I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown
In the name of someone I no longer know
For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone
Traffic lights and the transmitter radio
I don't like it when they threw me in the car
I gave your name as my emergency phone call
Honey, it rang and rang
Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up
I dial drunk, I'd die a drunk, I'll die for you
I'll die
Drinks pourin', couldn't stop it
Turn another slow dance into a mosh pit
Tuck my head and I heard the lock and
Told him that my first car was a Crown Vic
Talkin' 'bout last time I was in the back of a cop car
I fell in love
And my face on a cold window, try to sober back up
And loosen my cuffs
And it's all the same anyway
Mm, I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown
In the name of someone I no longer know
For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone
Traffic lights and a transmitter radio
I don't like it when they threw me in the car
I gave your name as my emergency phone call
Honey, it rang and rang
Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up
I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you
Well, I'd die for you
I beg you, sir, just let me call
I'll give you my blood alcohol
I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell
I'll change my faith, I'll praise the flag
Just wait, I swear she'll call me back
"Oh, son, are you a danger to yourself?"
Fuck that, sir, just let me call
I'll give you my blood alcohol (ooh)
I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell
I'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badge
Just wait, I swear she'll call me back (ooh)
"Son, why do you do this to yourself?"
And I said, "I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown," ah
In the name of someone I no longer know
For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone
Traffic lights and a transmitter radio, ah
I don't like it when they threw me in the car
I gave your name as my emergency phone call
Honey, it rang and rang
Even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up
I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you
Writer(s): Austin Richard Post, Gabriel Edward Simon, Noah Kahan, Noah Isaac Levine
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