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Gracie Abrams - I Told You Things (Official Lyric Video)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gracie Abrams
Gracie Abrams
Stimme und Gesang
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Klavier
James McAlister
James McAlister
Synthesizer
Justin Vernon
Justin Vernon
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gracie Abrams
Gracie Abrams
Songwriter:in
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gracie Abrams
Gracie Abrams
Produzent:in
Aaron Dessner
Aaron Dessner
Produzent:in
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mischtechniker:in
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Bella Blasko
Bella Blasko
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
James McAlister
James McAlister
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bryce Bordone
Bryce Bordone
Mischtechnikerassistent:in

Paroles

I told you things that I never said You're the golden boy and my worst regret So I cut the cost and I limit feeling You were all it once 'til the fade to black Took your cigarettes and poems back You were in my hands, now you're on my ceiling But how's the city been? You get recognized at the local bar By the drunken guys and the starlit girls, they claw for pieces Do you give a few? Do you like that? Do you freak out or get sad? Do you go home or am I reaching? (Hm) Hey, wait, guess what? Yesterday, I stopped and played it safe Instead of walking straight to you to say "Stay, never mind, okay," don't mean it Plus you've changed, not much But just enough to throw away Fake fantasies and games I've lost a year, it's strange Composed a hundred ways to tell you "Hey, what if I took your call As more than just a call? As writing on the walls?" You built this cage Lost color in my face You're fair and I'm insane Hallucination, shame, guilt Pain, more pain (Don't let them) know we're in pain (Don't let them) know we're in pain (Don't let them) know we're in pain (ah) (Don't let them, don't let them know) I told you things that I never said To anybody else, I regret them But I'll pack it up and practice leaving, mm You were all at once 'til the fade to black 'Til the yellow glow turned a little sad You were in my hands, but you're good at leaving
Writer(s): Aaron Brooking Dessner, Gracie Madigan Abrams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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