Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
London Grammar
London Grammar
Performer
Hannah Reid
Hannah Reid
Vocals
Dot Major
Dot Major
Keyboards
Seth Tackaberry
Seth Tackaberry
Bass
Daniel Rothman
Daniel Rothman
Guitar
Tim Bran
Tim Bran
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hannah Reid
Hannah Reid
Songwriter
Dominic Major
Dominic Major
Songwriter
Daniel Rothman
Daniel Rothman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London Grammar
London Grammar
Producer
Tim Bran
Tim Bran
Producer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
John Greenham
John Greenham
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Talking about miracles
The fakest bitch in all the world
Fingernails that make me curl, uh-uh
Given half the chance you'd steal my man
Think I'm naive
Girl, you can give it up, uh-uh
I saw your mum across the road
I feel guilt and it hurts my soul
Maybe if she loved your dad
You'd have the things that you should have had
We'd be friends for real
Not popping party pills, uh-uh, uh-uh
[PreChorus]
You always point at me and dance
When we're alone you'll hold my hand
[Chorus]
People don't change, people stay the same
We are what we are, when you're falling apart
Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears
That you've been fakin', fakin' for years
[Chorus]
Uh-uh
Uh-uh
I no longer pick up the telephone
A friendship you will never know
The coolest river undisturbed, uh-uh
My grandma a story that she told
Never burn yourself to run from cold
Believe me I'd rather be alone
Than let you turn me into stone
But slowly as you realise
I figured out the big surprise
There's not really much going on inside, uh-uh
[PreChorus]
You always point at me and dance
When we're alone you hold my hand
[Chorus]
People don't change, people stay the same
We are what we are, when you're falling apart
Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears
That you've been fakin', fakin' for years
[Verse 2]
And you're at the bar
With my boyfriend behind my back
You'll say that you were bonding
Over your panic attacks
And I know you get a kick if I react
So I'll never react
[Chorus]
People don't change, they just stay the same
We are what we are, when you're falling apart
Don't turn to me with the driest, with the driest tears
'Cause you're the fakest, fakest bitch
Written by: Daniel Rothman, Dominic Major, Hannah Reid
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