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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Matt Nathanson
Chant
Aaron Tap
Guitare
Jason McKenzie
Batterie
Jim McGorman
Claviers
John Thomasson
Basse
Marshall Altman
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Matt Nathanson
Paroles/Composition
Mark Weinberg
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Brian Malouf
Ingénierie de mixage
Doug Tyo
Ingénierie
Eric Robinson
Ingénierie
Karl Egsieker
Ingénierie
Mark Weinberg
Production
Marshall Altman
Production
Paroles
Let's all pack up and move this year
We'll slip the lines and disappear
Leave memories for auctioneers
And those just standing still
They'll miss the taste of wanting you
Call out your name like I still do
But they haven't said a word that's true
And they only hold you down
In this heartbreak world of just imagine
The tired talk of better days
In this heartbreak world where nothing matters
C'mon let's make this dream
That's barely half awake come true
Let's move out of Los Angeles
And just drive until this summer gives
And forget the lives we used to live
'Cause we're gone
In this heartbreak world of just imagine
With its tired talk of better days
In this heartbreak world where nothing matters
C'mon let's make this dream
That's barely half awake come true
(Instrumental)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh oh, oh woah
In this heartbreak world of just imagine
With its tired talk of better days
In this heartbreak world where nothing matters
C'mon let's make this dream
That's barely half awake come true
In this heartbreak world, its tired talk
In this heartbreak world where nothing matters
C'mon let's make this dream
That's barely half awake
C'mon let's make this dream
That's barely half awake come true
Writer(s): Mark Weinberg, Matt Nathanson
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