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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Lumineers
The Lumineers
Künstler:in
Wesley Schultz
Wesley Schultz
Stimme und Gesang
Jeremiah Fraites
Jeremiah Fraites
Schlagzeug
Byron Isaacs
Byron Isaacs
Begleitgesang
Brandon Miller
Brandon Miller
Begleitgesang
Stelth Ulvang
Stelth Ulvang
Klavier
Lauren Jacobson
Lauren Jacobson
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Wesley Schultz
Wesley Schultz
Songwriter:in
Jeremiah Fraites
Jeremiah Fraites
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Lumineers
The Lumineers
Produzent:in
Josh Osmond
Josh Osmond
Mischtechniker:in
David Baron
David Baron
Mischtechniker:in
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Every night I saw you there
In your old wicker chair, singing, ooh
You were wrong, I was right
Didn't matter in a fight, ooh
Coffee mug filled it up
Always knew what it was, sing, ooh
Been on your side for years
You could never love without crying, ooh
Is she dead, is she fine?
Every day, every night
Fate has dealt me a lonely blow, I said, ooh
Tried to help, it only hurt
In the end I made it worse, ooh
Is she dead, is she fine?
Every day, every night
Give back my keys, give back my chair
Take back those clothes you always left on the floor
You drove me wild, drove me insane
Drank the whole bottle, forgot my name
All I ever wanted was a mother for the first time
Finally I could see you as the leader of the landslide
She left, she left, the writing's on the wall
Please believe me, I smell the alcohol
The only thing I know is that we're in too deep
And maybe when she's dead and gone I'll get some sleep
You blamed it all on your kids
We were young, we were innocent
You told me a lie, fuck you for that
Fuck all your pride and fuck all your prayers and
All this time I waited like a fool and for the first time
Finally I can see you as the leader of the landslide
She left, she left, the writing's on the wall
Please believe me, don't answer when she calls
The only thing I know is that we're in too deep
And maybe when she's dead and gone I'll get some sleep
Out there on my own, I was feeling so alone
Like a poltergeist in the afterlife
Fading by degrees, I was shaking in the knees
In the aftermath of this broken glass
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Written by: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz

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