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P!nk
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Stimme und Gesang
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Schlagzeug
Victoria Parker
Victoria Parker
Geige
Evan Smith
Evan Smith
Saxofon
Phillip Andrew Peterson
Phillip Andrew Peterson
Cello
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter:in
Alecia Moore
Alecia Moore
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Produzent:in
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mischtechniker:in
Laura Sisk
Laura Sisk
Ingenieur:in
John Hanes
John Hanes
Ingenieur:in
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P!nk
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Roger Davies
Roger Davies
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We were on fire I slashed your tires It's like we burn so bright, we burn out I made you chase me I wasn't that friendly My love, my drug, we're fucked up, oh 'Cause I've been on the run so long they can't find me You're waking up to remember I'm pretty And when the chemicals leave my body Yeah, they're gonna find me in a hotel lobby 'cause Mmm, tough Times they keep comin' All night Laughin' and fuckin' Some days like I'm barely breathin' After we were high and the love dope died it was you The pill I keep takin' The nightmare I wake in There's nothin', no nothin', nothin' but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, (oh) my love, my drug, we're fucked up You punched a hole in The wall and I framed it I wish I could feel things like you Everyone's chasing That holy feeling And if we don't stay lit we'll blow out Blow out 'Cause we've been on the run so long they can't find us Who's gonna have to die to remind us That it feels like we chose this blindly Now I'm gonna fuck up a hotel lobby 'Cause these tough Times they keep comin' Last night I might have messed it up again Some days like I'm barely breathin' After we were high and the love dope died it was you The pill I keep takin' The nightmare I wake in There's nothin', no nothin', nothin' but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh (My drug) my love, my love, my drug, we're fucked up Mmm tough Times they keep comin' All night Laughin' and fuckin' Some days like I'm barely breathin' After we were high and the love dope died it was you The pill I keep takin' The nightmare I wake in There's nothin', no nothin', nothin' but you My perfect rock bottom My beautiful trauma My love, my love, my drug, oh (drug)
Writer(s): Alecia Moore, Jack Antonoff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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