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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Havelin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Zaichkowski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Salte
Producer
歌詞
When the bars let out and the drunks flood the streets like a tidal wave
Stumbling home through banks of snow
And the cars trickle by in increments
No more than four in a row
But I
Don't want to go back home
And I
Don't want to sleep alone
Darling I can hear your whispers in my bones
Whenever I'm alone
Thought that I would call you but I never got the nerve
Sleeping in a hotel room, trying to work off all my hurt
There's a man on the curb by the convenience store
Just trying to bum a cigarette
He says you know you're still young, you shouldn't be alone
Told him I know, I'm just clearing my head
But I
Don't want to go back home
And I
Don't want to sleep alone
Darling I can hear your whispers in my bones
Whenever I'm alone
Thought that I would call you but I never got the nerve
Sleeping in a hotel room, trying to work off all my hurt
Darling I can hear your whispers in my bones
Whenever I'm alone
Thought that I would call you but I never got the nerve
Sleeping in a hotel room, trying to work off all my hurt
Written by: Alex Zaichkowski
