Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
The Dirty Shirts
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nick Santa Maria
Paroles/Composition
Cameron Moreland
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Nick Santa Maria
Production
Tre Nagella
Ingénierie de mixage
Noah Eichler
Ingénierie
Jeff Saenz
Ingénierie
Isaac Beats
Ingénierie
Howie Weinberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
She arrived in a mood that night
Green eyed and red of tooth and claw
Head to toe she was rolling thunder
The short straw you'd wanna draw
The beat changed with the way she moved
The floor shifted under her feet
Hypnotized, struck mesmerized
I was drawn in and bittersweet
I can't seem to shake it
I can't seem to flee
I can't seem to shake it
I can't seem to flee
When she walk walk walk in the room that way
Like ten miles high, I can't breathe the same
Where did the air in my lungs go?
When she talk talk talk and it all goes down
And the sound is clear cos the noise is drowned
Smoke clears and dreams ain't what they seem
Eyes roll
Straight to black
Knees buck to the ground
Light flash
Razor back
She fade into the crowd
I can't seem to shake it
I can't seem to flee
I can't seem to shake it
I can't seem to flee
When she walk walk walk in the room that way
Like ten miles high, I can't breathe the same
Where did the air in my lungs go?
When she talk talk talk and it all goes down
And the sound is clear cos the noise is drowned
Smoke clears and dreams ain't what they seem
On my back looking at the ceiling
I'm paralyzed and short on breathing
You took aim
Held tight
Squeezed first
Shots
When she walk walk walk in the room that way
Like ten miles high, I can't breathe the same
Where did the air in my lungs go?
When she talk talk talk and it all goes down
And the sound is clear cos the noise is drowned
Smoke clears and dreams ain't what they seem
Smoke clears and dreams ain't what they seem
Writer(s): Nick Santa Maria
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