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Dishes
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Pop
Dishes was released on December 14, 2015 by EraseRestart as a part of the album Free
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AlbumFree
Release DateDecember 14, 2015
LabelEraseRestart
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sarah P
Sarah P
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Tautorat
Tim Tautorat
Composer
Sarra Anna Psali-Helbig
Sarra Anna Psali-Helbig
Songwriter

Lyrics

You misconceived me and you thought that I was strong enough
I'm not always staying with you, being your bête noire
You played me around still I was fine with you and all of that
Left you your house facing your life, no tears more to tat
Always dreamt of something nice
That would carry me to the lights
Always dreamt of something nice
That would carry me to the lights
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every day
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every day
Mom, it's time to go now
I lost my way somehow
Mom, it's time to go now
I lost myself somehow
I didn't have the time to cry aloud on your doormat
When you were sleeping, my nightmare was alive and sent
You played me around, still I was fine with you and all of that
I left you alone, what more you need? There's nothing else to chat
Always dreamt of something nice
That would carry me to the lights
Always dreamt of something nice
That would carry me to the lights
It wasn't you this time
It wasn't you this time
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every day
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every day
Mom, it's time to go now
I lost my way somehow
Mom, it's time to go now
I lost myself somehow
You thought it was easy to start again a brand new life
You misconceived the impact of the words I kept like knife
You played me around, still I was there for you and every night
To eulogize your diction and the way you fake your smile
Take me home
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every day
Mom, I'm coming home
I need my bed
And not to wash the dishes
Every-every-every-every day
Mom, it's time to go now
I lost myself somehow
Mom, it's time to go now
Written by: Sarra Anna Psali-Helbig, Tim Tautorat
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