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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mary Emma Norris
Stimme und Gesang
Corey Campbell
Synthesizer
Julius Deangelis
Schlagzeug
Brett Nash
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mary Emma Norris
Songwriter:in
Corey Campbell
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Corey Campbell
Produzent:in
Matthew Garber
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Another hot July
For the night, stuck inside
Nothing but our balled-up coats
To lay our heads down on
Popcorn, computer clicks
Hey mom, I don't know where he went
I stand in the courtyard
Of other people's homes
If you need to, tell me why
Terrified you would die
I saw things I shouldn't have
I was just a little girl
Soft porn, pages slick
Too young to look at this
I took charge of what I'd known
Wearing someone else's clothes
Nowhere to go
Funny how I feel it now
Funny how I feel it now
Nowhere to go
Funny how I feel it now
Funny how I feel it now
Bible belt to cure sin
Don't slap his face again
Your regret is useless now
He's a grown man, you know
Pick it up and take aim
Shoot the rattlesnake
Ghosts of me, ghosts of you
Children just as innocent
Nowhere to go
Funny how I feel it now
Funny how I feel it now
Nowhere to go
Funny how I feel it now
Funny how I feel it now
Try to make a little change
Barely get paid
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Some simple neglect
Somehow used to hurt less
Bloodied hands, bruised knees
Crucified for me
Try to make a little change
Give in to clickbait
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Stomach caving in
I can't stop remembering
Writer(s): Mary Norris
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