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Youre Still a Mystery - Bleachers (Chipmunked)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Batterie
John Hill
John Hill
Programmation
Rachel Antonoff
Rachel Antonoff
Chœurs
Lena Dunham
Lena Dunham
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Hill
John Hill
Paroles/Composition
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Production
John Hill
John Hill
Production
Mark Bengston
Mark Bengston
Assistance d’ingénierie
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Ingénierie de prise de son
Brendan Morawski
Brendan Morawski
Assistance d’ingénierie
Aleks von Korff
Aleks von Korff
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Ingénierie de mixage
Stuart White
Stuart White
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Paroles

I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had I wanna be grateful for the experiences that I've had Thought I wanted to forget my past Tried to leave the pieces of a broken man What it cost, I ain't ever getting back Breaking the lines 'cause I wanna remember Man, I was feeling like I never was young Followed a dream and a strange desire You picked me up in the dead of the night Give me a chance to move on inside of your mystery, whoa Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love is such a mystery, whoa Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love Your love is such a mystery Wanna give you something better than I've been I wanna write your name up on my wall Wake you up in the dead of the night Breaking the lines, just trying to get better Man, I was feeling like I never was young No nothing simple 'bout the simple days I mourn If what I lost ain't ever coming back I can find a way to move on inside of your mystery, whoa Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love is such a mystery Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love is such a mystery Holding on tightly Your love holy inside of me No god holding on tightly Your love holy inside of me No god holding on tightly Your love holy inside of me No god holding on tightly Your love holy inside of me Someday I'm gonna make this right Someday when the lights are low Someday I'm gonna get on my knees Someday, baby, I'm gonna beg you Someday I'm gonna get this right Someday when the lights are low Someday I'm gonna get on my knees Someday, baby, I'm gonna beg you for your mystery Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love is such a mystery, whoa Maybe I don't need to understand Why your love, love, love is such a mystery Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa
Writer(s): Jack Antonoff, John Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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