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Morningsiders
Morningsiders
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Magnus Kutzner Ferguson
Magnus Kutzner Ferguson
Автор песен
Reid DuBois Jenkins
Reid DuBois Jenkins
Автор песен
Robert Frech
Robert Frech
Автор песен
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Morningsiders
Morningsiders
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Peter Katis
Peter Katis
Миксинг-инженер
Greg Giorgio
Greg Giorgio
Инженер
Sahil Ansari
Sahil Ansari
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Joe Lambert
Joe Lambert
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I took a cab and made my way To the Bowery ballroom Just a little higher than I meant You showed the bouncer an ID That you borrowed from a friend Still surprised he let us in Try as I might I had too much up my sleeve For comfort I had everyone to please A little white lie I never meant to speak You're my lighthouse But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time We had time to burn Much too early for The band that we were there to see Who am I to disagree And I hadn't learned How much hurt that you can cause at 17 What a couple months can mean Try as I might I had too much up my sleeve For comfort I had everyone to please A little white lie I never meant to speak You're my lighthouse But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time I'm not sure I'm coming home this time I'm not sure I'm coming home I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it I didn't know I was gonna make a run for it (A run for it) A run for it (A run for it) A run for it Try as I might I had too much up my sleeve For comfort I had everyone to please A little white lie I never meant to speak You're my lighthouse But I'm not sure I'm coming home this time I'm not sure I'm coming home this time I'm not sure I'm coming home
Writer(s): Magnus Ferguson, Robert Frech, Reid Jenkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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