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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Stimme und Gesang
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Stimme und Gesang
Andy LeMaster
Andy LeMaster
Synthesizer
Carla Azar
Carla Azar
Schlagzeug
Christian Lee Hutson
Christian Lee Hutson
E-Bow
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Songwriter:in
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Produzent:in
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Produzent:in
Andy LeMaster
Andy LeMaster
Produzent:in
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
John Congleton
John Congleton
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

My telephone, it doesn't have a camera If it did I'd take a picture of myself If it did I'd take a picture of the water And the man on the offramp Holding up the sign that's asking me for help I got a job and I'll work here for the summer I fold the towels and set them by the pool Everyone looks happy with each other 'Til they step away and say the thing they really meant They always sound so cruel I didn't know what I was in for When I signed up for that run There's no way I'm curing cancer But I'll sweat it out I feel so proud now for all the good I've done I know a girl who owns a boutique in the city Selling clothes to the fashionably late Says she cries at the news but doesn't really 'Cause it's too much fun, it's too much time And too much plastic money to be made I didn't know what I was in for When they took my belt and strings They told me I'd gone crazy My arms are strapped in a straight jacket So I couldn't save those TV refugees When they're on their backs In a bloody bath Full of Sarin gas On a screen I didn't know what I was in for When I laid out in the sun We get burned for being honest I've really never done anything, for anyone To fall asleep I need white noise to distract me Otherwise I have to listen to me think Otherwise I pace around, hold my breath, let it out Sit on the couch and think about How living's just a promise that I made
Writer(s): Conor Oberst, Phoebe Bridgers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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