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Lovejoy - Warsaw (Official Audio)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Ash Kabosu
Ash Kabosu
Бас-гитара
Joe Goldsmith
Joe Goldsmith
Бэк-вокал
Mark Boardman
Mark Boardman
Барабаны
William Gold
William Gold
Ведущий вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ash Kabosu
Ash Kabosu
Автор песен
Joe Goldsmith
Joe Goldsmith
Автор песен
Mark Boardman
Mark Boardman
Автор песен
William Gold
William Gold
Автор песен
Wilbur Soot
Wilbur Soot
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Миксинг-инженер
Giovanni Versari
Giovanni Versari
Мастеринг-инженер
Joseph Rodgers
Joseph Rodgers
Инженер звукозаписи

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She's broken up with him inside her head She's just waiting for the moment, that precious moment, to let him know Share make-up with a stranger in unfamiliar beds It's good for me, I'm sure, I'm sure it's good for me I thought I'd do anything you ask of me, that's sure What for? My fingers gets pressed until they're sore, and so You said, "It's crazy, we used to do this sober" You wake up and thank God it's over Just, please, just let me go (Warsaw) the place that she got her first kiss Is now a vaccination clinic (Warsaw) sat around a new Smeg fridge Singing, "We're all so apathetic" (Warsaw) smiling, laughing, watching movies Lying, spread-out floral duvet (Warsaw) looks at you with earnest grace And says, "The fuck it is we're doing?" I hate to say I told you, but your habits wreck your head If not for fear of deep vein thrombosis I'd be there too, I guess She just smiles at me, then waits a bit Like guillotine, she says "Sometimes home is a cigarette, you're too straight-edge to get it" I'll do anything you ask of me, that's sure What for? My fingers pressed until they're sore, it's so You said, "It's crazy, we used to do this sober" You wake up and thank God it's over Just, please, just let me go (Warsaw) the place that she got her first kiss Is now a vaccination clinic (Warsaw) sat around a new Smeg fridge Singing, "We're all so apathetic" (Warsaw) smiling, laughing, watching movies Lying, spread-out floral duvet (Warsaw) looks at you with earnest grace And says, "The fuck it is we're doing?" (What do you want me to say?) It doesn't get any better You can try and try But you're just a cog in the machine Apathy comforts me like a cell comforts an inmate It won't get better, I assure you Make no mistake, we're all going to end up in the dirt I'll be seeing you soon She hopes to God that I just choke She hopes to God that I just choke She hopes to God that I just choke And it gets a little easier She hopes to God that I just choke She hopes to God that I just choke She hopes to God that I just choke
Writer(s): Ashley Stevens, William Gold, Mark Boardman, Joseph Goldsmith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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