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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Chant
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Claviers
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Guitare
Harry Charles
Harry Charles
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tate McRae
Tate McRae
Paroles/Composition
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Paroles/Composition
Sarah Aarons
Sarah Aarons
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Greg Kurstin
Greg Kurstin
Production
Tyler Spry
Tyler Spry
Ingénierie
Julian Burg
Julian Burg
Ingénierie
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Ingénierie de mixage
Felix Byrne
Felix Byrne
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ryan Tedder
Ryan Tedder
Production déléguée

Paroles

Used to drive 'round in your wrangler, in our deadbeat town In the parking lot, we would talk about all the drama Had nothing better to do Now I go out with my new friends to a party downtown In a new dress, 'til the liquor runs out Every weekend, go out somebody new You could say that all my dreams came true Oh, what an underwhelming view Thought that it was real, thought that it was worth it Out the window everything was looking perfect Caught in a dream, it's not what it seems Thought that I was fine sitting in the backseat In the mirror really looked like I was happy Caught in a dream 'til something in my head said I'm sorry You were just lookin' at plastic palm trees Plastic palm trees Didn't know you need a motive to keep a friend around To find a boyfriend who doesn't mess around Bet if you saw me doing well, you'd hit me out of the blue You could say that all my dreams came true Oh, what an oh-so-lonely view Thought that it was real, thought that it was worth it Out the window everything was looking perfect Caught in a dream, it's not what it seems Thought that I was fine sitting in the backseat In the mirror really looked like I was happy Caught in a dream 'til something in my head said I'm sorry You were just lookin' at plastic palm trees Plastic palm trees It's not how it used to be Staring at plastic palm trees It's not how (it's not how) It used to be (it used to be) Staring at plastic palm trees
Writer(s): Greg Kurstin, Sarah Aarons, Tate Mcrae Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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