유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Slaughter Beach, Dog
실연자
Zack Robbins
신시사이저
Ian Farmer
실연자
Jacob Ewald
실연자
Erin Rae
실연자
Adam Meisterhans
실연자
Logan Roth
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Jacob Ewald
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Slaughter Beach, Dog
프로듀서
Matt Schimelfenig
믹싱 엔지니어
Zack Robbins
엔지니어
Ian Farmer
엔지니어
Jacob Ewald
엔지니어
Andy Clarke
엔지니어
가사
When they stole that van
In the front of my house
There was a part of me tied to the engine
Maybe I was the engine
Dragging those boys through the desert
Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
New chords locked in the glove box
Pull it all downstairs in the red-light bar
On the carpeted stage, the ceiling comes down to my ballcap
Outside, the air weighs a hundred pounds
Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
Everything black but the concrete
You take the front seat, I'll try to drive
It's hard enough singing when the hotel chokes on your memories
Maybe let's watch the sopranos
Maybe let's order in Chinese
The laundry machine isn't breathing
I write about Julie in a little white chair
There's nothing for music, there's Styrofoam crushed in the garbage
Someone says, "let's get a move on"
"Aw man, I'm just gettin' my groove on"
There's sleeping bags over their shoulders
I thought you were crying
You said you were through for good
Nothing funny
It always goes that way, this time
San Francisco in the night time
Pacing outside of the grocery store
Saying, "I can't do this"
We went in the woods
It was just me and you
The river was dry
You pulled me down under the water
Funny what makes you feel cared for
Funny how well I remember
What a relief to be grateful
The blood leaks right out of my body
Right out of my body
At the family reunion, above ground pool
There were uncles all over
Nieces on edges of buildings
Peering down into the party
Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
Lemonade stains on their tank tops
We went away to the coatroom
Lay still there under the window
Called out the names of your brothers
The truth is, I live to roll over
Writer(s): Jacob Ewald
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