ミュージックビデオ

特集

Bleachersの「Strange Desire」を聴こう。
ALBUMStrange DesireBleachers
Bleachersをフィーチャーした2010s Alternative Essentialsを聴こう。
PLAYLIST2010s Alternative EssentialsApple Music 2010s
BleachersをフィーチャーしたBleachers Essentialsを聴こう。
PLAYLISTBleachers EssentialsApple Music Alternative
BleachersをフィーチャーしたAlternative Hits: 2014を聴こう。
PLAYLISTAlternative Hits: 2014Apple Music Alternative
BleachersをフィーチャーしたMonday Bluesを聴こう。
PLAYLISTMonday BluesApple Music
BleachersをフィーチャーしたLorde: Influencesを聴こう。
PLAYLISTLorde: InfluencesApple Music Alternative
BleachersをフィーチャーしたPing-Pongを聴こう。
PLAYLISTPing-PongApple Music
BleachersをフィーチャーしたTable Tennisを聴こう。
PLAYLISTTable TennisApple Music
BleachersをフィーチャーしたGemini Seasonを聴こう。
PLAYLISTGemini SeasonApple Music
BleachersをフィーチャーしたFeeling Boredを聴こう。
PLAYLISTFeeling BoredApple Music
BleachersをフィーチャーしたInspired by Bruce Springsteenを聴こう。
PLAYLISTInspired by Bruce SpringsteenApple Music Rock

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Programming
John Hill
John Hill
Programming
Rachel Antonoff
Rachel Antonoff
Background Vocals
Andrew Dost
Andrew Dost
Background Vocals
Mae Whitman
Mae Whitman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hill
John Hill
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Producer
John Hill
John Hill
Producer
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
Brendan Morawski
Brendan Morawski
Assistant Engineer
Mark Bengston
Mark Bengston
Assistant Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Stuart White
Stuart White
Mixing Engineer

歌詞

Hey, I hear the voice of a preacher from the back room Calling my name and I follow just to find you I trace the faith to a broken down television and put on the weather And I've trained myself to give up on the past 'cause I frozen time between hearses and caskets Lost control when I panicked at the acid test I wanna get better While my friends were getting high and chasing girls down parkway lines I was losing my mind because the love, the love, the love, the love, the love That I gave wasted on a nice face In a blaze of fear I put a helmet on a helmet Counting seconds through the night and got carried away So now I'm standing on the overpass screaming at the cars "Hey, I wanna get better!" I didn't know I was lonely 'til I saw your face I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better I didn't know I was broken 'til I wanted to change I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better I go up to my room and there's girls on the ceiling Cut out their pictures and I chase that feeling Of an eighteen year old who didn't know what loss was Now I'm a stranger And I miss the days of a life still permanent Mourn the years before I got carried away So now I'm staring at the interstate screaming at myself "Hey, I wanna get better!" I didn't know I was lonely 'til I saw your face I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better I didn't know I was broken 'til I wanted to change I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better 'Cause I'm sleeping in the back of a taxi I'm screaming from my bedroom window Even if it's gonna kill me Woke up this morning early before my family From this dream where she was trying to show me How a life can move from the darkness She said to get better So I put a bullet where I shoulda put a helmet And I crash my car cause I wanna get carried away That's why I'm standing on the overpass screaming at myself "Hey, I wanna get better!" I didn't know I was lonely 'til I saw your face I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better I didn't know I was broken 'til I wanted to change I wanna get better, better, better, better I wanna get better
Writer(s): Jack Antonoff, John Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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