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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Stimme und Gesang
Alex Bachari
Alex Bachari
Bass
Marcos Valles
Marcos Valles
Schlagzeug
Noah Levine
Noah Levine
Begleitgesang
Nina de Vitry
Nina de Vitry
Begleitgesang
Dylan Jones
Dylan Jones
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Songwriter:in
Todd Clark
Todd Clark
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tyler Spratt
Tyler Spratt
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Gabe Simon
Gabe Simon
Produzent:in
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Mischtechniker:in
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Bo Bodnar
Bo Bodnar
Assistent:in des:der Produzent:in
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

If I could give this all back, I would be home in the morning Wake up in a cold sweat, take a flight back to the city I was born in I would wipe myself clean of what I knew was unimportant I'd want typical things, I'd try to fit back into all my old clothing I would prove myself wrong that all along the problem was me With all my bitterness gone, happy, I'd be I'd move back home forever, I'll feed the dogs And I'll put all my pieces back together Where they belong, and I'll say "I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess" And I'll take 89 to Boston, see my love And I'll help her set up her new apartment We'll get drunk and she'll say "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess You're a mess, you're a mess, good God," Boston! So I paid off my debts, but I found the world boring So I called my old friends (but they only ever ask me how tour is) There's still weight on my back, I just try to ignore it Guess the stage is my mask, I forgot the way I looked before I wore it I would prove myself wrong that all along the problem was me With all my bitterness gone, happy (I'll be) I'd move back home forever, I'll feed the dogs And I'll put all my pieces back together Where they belong, and I'll say "I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess" And I'll take 89 to Boston, see my love And I'll help her set up her new apartment And we'll get drunk, and she'll say "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess You're a mess, you're a mess" Life's not what I had hoped Now I'll find comfort in the cold Oh I'd move back home forever, I'll feed the dogs And I'll put all my pieces back together (Where they belong and I'll say) "I'm a mess, I'm a mess, oh God, I'm a mess" And I'll take 89 to Boston, see my love And I'll help her set up her new apartment And we'll get drunk, and she'll say "Shit, you're a mess, you're a mess, good God, you're a mess You're a mess, you're a mess, good God" This next song's for my hometown of Strafford, Vermont 05072, and 802 forever, and 603 too This song's for my mom and dad and my brother who are here tonight I love you guys, um For anybody affected by the flooding in Vermont recently, uh My heart is with you, uh This song is for the drive home It's called "The View Between Villages"
Writer(s): Todd Sherman Clark, Noah Kahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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