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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
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Travis Barker
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John Feldmann
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David Hodges
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
MATT PAULING
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Zakk Cervini
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
John Feldmann
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Allie Snow
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Ben Grosse
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Brian Burnham
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Cody Okonski
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Dan Lancaster
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Neal Avron
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Paroles
I can almost see your house from here
But the signal seems to disappear
So what's the problem Houston's calling
Then you hit me like a Friday night
Like a handgun in a firefight
Dive in slow motion towards the ocean
Let's run away
Let's go and waste another year
Let's spin apart while racing through the atmosphere
We tumble through the night
We burn so bright
We're teenage satellites
I'm kind of nervous of the consequence
As we climb over the neighbor's fence
The longest summer's nights are numbered
Then you kissed me like a storm at sea
Like I'm the only one you'll ever need
We're left abandoned in the deep end
Let's run away
Let's go and waste another year
Let's spin apart while racing through the atmosphere
We tumble through the night
We burn so bright
We're teenage satellites
We're teenage satellites
We are a slow descent
Forgotten astronauts
We are an avalanche
We're just an afterthought
Let's run away
Let's go and waste another year
Let's spin apart while racing through the atmosphere
We tumble through the night
We burn so bright
We're teenage satellites
We're teenage satellites
Teenage satellites
Writer(s): Matthew Skiba, Travis Barker, John Feldmann, Mark Hoppus, David Hodges
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