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Foster the People
Foster the People
Künstler:in
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Stimme und Gesang
Isom Innis
Isom Innis
Synthesizer
Oliver Goldstein
Oliver Goldstein
Schlagzeug
Gabe Noel
Gabe Noel
Cello
Ollie Green
Ollie Green
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Komponist:in
Isom Innis
Isom Innis
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Co-Produzent:in
Isom Innis
Isom Innis
Produzent:in
ALi
ALi
Mischtechniker:in
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mischtechniker:in
Tyler Page
Tyler Page
Mischtechniker:in
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Parade into the masses with garments so fresh to death
I've been stealin' looks from shadows
You conjure with your purse
Yeah, you're walkin' in stilettos, but your nose is bleeding out
I've been runnin' from the devil, but the devil's on my back
I'm decreasin', took a leave of absence from the world
If the ball is comin' down, then we gotta press the pedal
Got my hands up in the air, I'm sayin', "I can't breathe"
I got my hands up in the air, I'm sayin'
"Hey man, get away from me!"
"Hey man, get away from me!"
[Verse 2]
Never asked for any favors
Nothin' I want from you
Well, I've been lookin' for an answer
To keep me from from fallin' through
And I'm waitin' for the voice to speak
'Cause I can't see
I hope we'll hear the sound eventually
[Verse 3]
I felt their claws obstruct and refuse
Refugees and men who run
Lock our voices in the oven
Locks of Sylvia at home
My eyes are on the world
Yeah, my hands, anxious to feel something real
True colors tend to glisten and then reveal
Where's the love?
And why are we so far from love?
[Verse 4]
Chased by badges, duckin' lights
Push the dagger when it's right
Martial law, ancient law
Mi casa es tuya
Ghostin' like I'm Daniel Johnston
And I'm locked up in the basement
Restatin' lies, insertin' Tweets
And realigns his facelift
But criminals are laughin' with their empty, toothless faces
We've melted all our gold to recommence our idol worship
We all pretend one day, we'll be the greatest of the Gatsbys
Growling mouth with rabies, and loyal like Sid and Nancy
[Verse 5]
"Hey man, get away from me!"
You pretend you got control
"Hey man, get away from me!"
[Verse 6]
I never asked for any favors
Nothin' I want from you
Well, I've been prayin' for an answer
To keep me from from fallin' through, yeah
And I'm waitin' for the voice to speak
'Cause I can't see
Oh, we'll hear the sound eventually, yeah
[Verse 7]
We'll hear the sound, oh
Hear the sound eventually
Written by: Isom Innis, Mark Foster
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