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INTERPRÉTATION
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Guitare
Bryan Devendorf
Bryan Devendorf
Batterie
Bryce Dessner
Bryce Dessner
Guitare
Matt Berninger
Matt Berninger
Chant
Scott Devendorf
Scott Devendorf
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Composition
Matt Berninger
Matt Berninger
Paroles/Composition
Padma Newsome
Padma Newsome
Arrangement

Paroles

You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to 'Cause you don't mind seeing yourself in a picture As long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under Oh, you wouldn't want an angel watching over Surprise, surprise they wouldn't wanna watch Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves So you swear you just saw a feathery woman Carry a blindfolded man through the trees Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under Oh, you wouldn't want an angel watching over Surprise, surprise they wouldn't wanna watch Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under Oh, you wouldn't want an angel watching over Surprise, surprise they wouldn't wanna watch Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Matthew D Berninger, Bryce David Dessner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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