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INTERPRÉTATION
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Chœurs
Nate Harold
Nate Harold
Basse
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Claviers
Will Noon
Will Noon
Batterie
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Guitare
Andrew Dost
Andrew Dost
Chant
Nate Ruess
Nate Ruess
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Paroles/Composition
Andrew Dost
Andrew Dost
Paroles/Composition
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Paroles/Composition
Nate Ruess
Nate Ruess
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Production
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Emile Haynie
Emile Haynie
Production
John Janick
John Janick
Production déléguée
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Stuart White
Stuart White
Ingénierie

Paroles

I'm standing in Brooklyn just waiting for something to happen I can't help but love thinking that everyone doesn't get it To my left is a window Where did I go? My reflection just blends in (to rows of clothes) And bad ideas, but ideas nonetheless and so I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die I happen to stumble upon a chapel last night And I can't help but back up when I think of what happens inside I got friends looked in boxes (That's no way to live) What you're calling a sin isn't up to them After all (after all), I thought we were all your children? But I will die for my own sins - thanks a lot We'll rise up ourselves thanks for nothing at all So up off the ground our forefathers are nothing but dust now I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die Maybe I should learn to shut my mouth I am over 25 and I can't make a name for myself Some nights I break down and cry Lucky that my father's still alive He's been fighting all his life and if this is all I've ever known Then may his soul live on forever in my song I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die I put one foot in front of the other one (Oh oh oh!) I don't need a new love or a new life just a better place to die In front of the other one In front of the other one Just a better place to die
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Andrew Dost, Jack Michael Antonoff, Nathaniel Joseph Ruess Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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