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Ascolta 'THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT' di Taylor Swift
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Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
Florence Welch
Florence Welch
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florence Welch
Florence Welch
Songwriter
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Taylor Swift
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Oli Jacobs
Oli Jacobs
Recording Engineer
Ben Loveland
Ben Loveland
Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jack Manning
Jack Manning
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jesse Snider
Jesse Snider
Assistant Recording Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer

Testi

You can beat the heat If you beat the charges, too They said I was a cheat I guess it must be true And my friends all smell like weed or little babies And this city reeks of driving myself crazy Little did you know Your home's really only a town You're just a guest in So you work your life away Just to pay for a timeshare Down in Destin Florida!!! Is one hell of a drug Florida!!! Can I use you up? The hurricane with my name when it came I got drunk and I dare it to wash me away Barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of wine Well me and my ghosts, we had a hell of a time Yes I'm haunted, but I'm feeling just fine All my girls got their lace and their crimes And your cheating husband disappeared, well No one asks any questions here So I did my best to lay to rest All of the bodies that have ever been on my body And in my mind, they sink into the swamp Is that a bad thing to say in a song? Little did you know your home's Really only the town you'll get arrested So you pack your life away Just to wait out the firestorm Back in Texas Florida!!! Is one hell of a drug Florida!!! Can I use you up? I need to forget so Take me to Florida I got some regrets I'll bury them in Florida Tell me I'm despicable Say it's unforgivable At least the dolls are beautiful F*** me up, Florida! I need to forget so Take me to Florida I got some regrets I'll bury them in Florida Tell me I'm despicable Say it's unforgivable What a crash, what a rush F*** me up, Florida! It's one hell of a drug It's one hell of a drug Love left me like this And I don't want to exist So take me to Florida Little did you know Your home's really only a town You're just a guest in So you work your life away Just to pay for a timeshare Down in Destin Little did you know your home's Really only the town you'll get arrested So you pack your life away Just to wait out the firestorm Back in Texas Florida!!! Is one hell of a drug Florida!!! Can I use you up? Florida!!! Is one hell of a drug Florida!!! Can I use you up?
Writer(s): Taylor Swift, Florence Leontine Mary Welch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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