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Plastic Cigarette
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Plastic Cigarette est sorti le 9 janvier 2026 par Warner Records dans le cadre de l'album With Heaven On Top
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Plastic Cigarette a été découvert le plus fréquemment à environ 40 secondes après le début de du titre au cours de la semaine dernière
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Voix principales
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Batterie
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Basse
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Production
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Ingénierie
Scott Zhang
Scott Zhang
Ingénierie
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Ingénierie de mixage
Colton Jean
Colton Jean
Ingénierie
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine
But I don't mind a few lines tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time
Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets
Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway
[Verse 2]
Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'?
And thinkin' that I was gonna die before thirty, your mom was so worried about
All those kids in the house tearin' picture frames down
Our fathers were never around when we were younger
[Chorus]
So let me go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
So let it go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
So why'd you always keep me so close?
[Verse 3]
You were collectin' shells out on the Bay Shore, you know I was a shell before?
Deep in the hands of another, my brother
Had told me to leave, but I didn't believe
That evil would mean some people you meet out in Queens
[Verse 4]
The way the rain came down the other day in Bryon Bay
Made me feel so alone, so I just went home
And scribbled some poem
That I know that you'll never read
[Chorus]
So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
So let me go, meetin' you out on the coast
You hate the smell of real smoke
Why'd you always keep it so close?
[Outro]
So let it go, I saw you on the river's edge
Draggin' on a plastic cigarette
With your swim top still wet
Written by: Zach Bryan
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