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Postal Code (Live)
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Postal Code (Live) was released on February 19, 2025 by 604 Records as a part of the album Eternally, More - EP
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Release DateFebruary 19, 2025
Label604 Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Unis
Brandon Unis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This is a tune called "Postal Code"
I finally got a pair of cowboy boots
I went blonde, but now I'm back in my recession roots
I got a job that makes me cover all my cool tattoos
Ever since I moved closer to the mountains side
I farther see the rain and the stars are clear in the sky
This little town's slowly shrinking down to half the size
Maybe it's you, maybe it's me
Maybe the truth just isn't that deep
You ask me to stay, I lie through my teeth
The fall to rock bottom isn't that steep
I can't stop running off
Nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code
A-ha, ah, ah, ah
Driving Greenwood, I remembered back to Baker Street
The cowboy hat to set the party that you stole from me
You know it's hard for me to stop and let a good thing be
I double down on things I think to say, but never meant
I told my therapist I blame it on the government
I'm growing out my hair and slowly losing all my friends
Maybe it's you, maybe it's me
Maybe the truth just isn't that deep
You ask me to stay, I lie through my teeth
The fall to rock bottom isn't that steep
I can't stop running off
Nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code
A-ha, ah, ah
I can't stop running off
Nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code
A-ha, ah, ah. A-ha, ah, ah
Nothing's fixed by a brand new postal code
Got a job for the summer, but I think I'm still broke
I'm spending all my money on some new used clothes
All these old friends leaving, I just need to recast
I know season keep changing, but it's going to fast
I'm running from present, with the weight of my past
I know everybody leaves, I know everybody dies
I know everybody grieves, I know everybody cries
I know everybody, everybody, everybody lies
Maybe I conceded, I know everybody tries to
Everybody does, maybe I just never liked to
Everybody, everybody, everybody
Maybe I am just another one of everybody
Thank you so much (ooh, ooh)
That is, eternally, what it's like
Written by: Haleluya Hailu, Quinn Pickering
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