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Maggie Rogers - Never Going Home (Pseudo Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Vocals
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Drums
Sam Evian
Sam Evian
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Songwriter
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maggie Rogers
Maggie Rogers
Producer
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Producer
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Mixing Engineer
Ian Gold
Ian Gold
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Rooney
John Rooney
Recording Engineer
Konrad Snyder
Konrad Snyder
Recording Engineer
Lauren Marquer
Lauren Marquer
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Dean
Michael Dean
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Moore
Josh Moore
Editing Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Jack Manning
Jack Manning
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Smooth out the lines on my face in the mirror And think about where I'm gonna go Put on my red lipstick like a hero And swallow the fear down my throat There's old music playing, I can hear my friends saying "There's ten seconds 'til it's time to go" So I put on those old heeled boots, they've been waiting At the bottom of the closet alone I can't behave, but I don't want to be alone But you kept me waiting, now I'm never, ever going home Never going home Never going home Walk in and the world starts turning I can't help looking for you at the bar Catch a glimpse of someone with kind eyes, dancing Whose jacket's the same color as the seats in your car There's old music playing, I can hear my friends saying "You know it's time to go, go, go, go, go" Can you jump off the cliff? I know that you can handle it And time's got a way of letting you know I can't behave, but I don't want to be alone But you kept me waiting, now I'm never, ever going home Never going I can't believe that you'd rather be on your own But you kept me waiting, now I'm never, ever going home Never going home Never going home Never going home (alright) We get to talking, but those lips aren't your lips We lean together, those hips aren't your hips When we're out in the back and I'm catching my breath I close my eyes to forget all the rest, oh I can't behave, but I don't want to be alone No, you kept me waiting, now I'm never, ever going home Never going I can't believe that you'd rather be on your own But you kept me waiting, now I'm never, ever going home Never going home I'm never, ever going home Never going home I'm never, ever going home Never going home
Writer(s): Ian Fitchuk, Margaret Debay Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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