制作
出演艺人
Open City
表演者
作曲和作词
Rachel Rubino
作曲
Dan Yemin
作曲
Andy Nelson
作曲
Chris Wilson
作曲
歌词
feet are up on the oak wood desk
it’s a privilege we always imagined
it’s a story written for us to read back to us
make it more attractive
fool me and make me think I earned it
make it shine then cover it in dirt
fool me and make me think I found it
the books on the shelf are all covered in dust and
all those words, they don’t amount to much
unless I finally fucking say them
an uncomfortable resemblance
gratuitous acceptance
you know I’d be lying if I said
I’d decline your offer
make me more attractive
fool me and make me think I’m wanted
make me shine, wash off my dirt
fool me and make me think that I could
look like them if I’d just wash my hands
just wash your hands
now I’m so drenched in sanctity
i’m practically the fucking pope
feet are up on the oak wood desk
it’s a privilege we always imagined
it’s a story written for us to read back to us
Written by: Andy Nelson, Chris Wilson, Dan Yemin, Rachel Rubino
