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Noah Kahan, Post Malone - Dial Drunk (Official Lyric Video)
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Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Вокал
Gabe Simon
Gabe Simon
Бас
Carrie Karpinen
Carrie Karpinen
Барабаны
Noah Levine
Noah Levine
Баритон-гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Noah Levine
Noah Levine
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Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Автор песен
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Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
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Gabe Simon
Gabe Simon
Продюсер
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Миксинг-инженер
Maddie Harmon
Maddie Harmon
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
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I'm rememberin' I promised to forget you now And it's rainin' and I'm callin' drunk And my medicine is drownin' your perspective out So I ain't takin' any fault Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be? I doubt it, forget about it, whatever It's all the same anyways I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and the transmitter radio I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up I dial drunk, I'd die a drunk, I'll die for you I'm untetherin' from the parts of me you'd recognize From charmin' to alarmin' in seconds I'll be bedridden, I'll let the pain metastasize But that's mornin', I'll forget it And the dial tone is all I have I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and a transmitter radio I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you Well, I'd die for you I beg you, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll praise the flag Let's wait, I swear she'll call me back "Oh, son, are you a danger to yourself?" Well, fuck that, sir, just let me call I'll give you my blood alcohol I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell I'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badge Just wait, I swear she'll call me back "Son, why do you do this to yourself?" And I said, "I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown" In the name of someone I no longer know For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone Traffic lights and the transmitter radio I don't like it when they threw me in the car I gave your name as my emergency phone call Honey, it rang and rang Even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you
Writer(s): Noah Kahan, Noah Levine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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