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Stimme und Gesang
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Stimme und Gesang
Aaron Dessner
Klavier
Jack Antonoff
Schlagzeug
Rob Moose
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
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Taylor Swift
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Aaron Dessner
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gracie Abrams
Produzent:in
James McAlister
Ingenieur:in
Taylor Swift
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Aaron Dessner
Produzent:in
Jack Antonoff
Produzent:in
Serban Ghenea
Mischtechniker:in
Bryce Bordone
Mischtechniker:in
Rob Moose
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bella Blasko
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Laura Sisk
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Oli Jacobs
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Jack Manning
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Jonathan Low
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Randy Merrill
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
I know you know, it felt just like a joke
I show, you don't, and now we're talkin'
I know your ghost, I see her through the smoke
She'll play her show and you'll be watchin'
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins
And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'?"
Babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine (ooh)
Do you miss mine?
Do you miss us, us?
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
I know you know, it felt like somethin' old
It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin', so
It felt like what I've known, you're 29 years old
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
And if history's clear
The flames always end up in ashes
And what seemed like fate, give it ten months
And you'll be past it (you'll be past it)
Babylon lovers hanging missed calls on the line
I gave you mine
Did you mind? Us, us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Us (us), us (us), us (us)
That night, you were talking false prophets and profits
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets
You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin'
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical
You (you) plus (plus) me (me) was
Us, us
Us
I felt it, you held it
Do you miss us, us?
Wonder if you regret
The secret of us, us
Mistaken for strangers
The way it was, was
The pain of, the reign of
The flame of us, us
The outline, well, sometimes
Do you miss us, us?
The best kind, well, sometimes
Do you miss us?
Writer(s): Taylor Swift, Aaron Brooking Dessner, Gracie Madigan Abrams
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