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INTERPRÉTATION
Taylor Swift
Voix principales
Jack Antonoff
Batterie
Mikey Freedom Hart
Synthétiseur
Sean Hutchinson
Batterie
Michael Riddleberger
Batterie
Patrik Berger
Synthétiseur
Bobby Hawk
Violon
Evan Smith
Cor
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Taylor Swift
Paroles/Composition
Jack Antonoff
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Taylor Swift
Production
Jack Antonoff
Production
Laura Sisk
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Rooney
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jon Sher
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jonathan Low
Ingénierie de mixage
Mikey Freedom Hart
Ingénieries complémentaires
Sean Hutchinson
Ingénieries complémentaires
Evan Smith
Ingénieries complémentaires
Jon Gautier
Ingénierie des instruments à cordes
Michael Riddleberger
Ingénieries complémentaires
Paroles
Gleaming, twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
So inviting, I almost jump in
But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
I see me padding across your wooden floors
With my Eagles T-shirt hanging from the door
At dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we wandered 'round
Had nevеr seen a love as pure as it
And then it fadеs into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it could never be
'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
My mind turns your life into folklore
I can't dare to dream about you anymore
At dinner parties, I won't call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we never found
Will never see a love as pure as it
'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it will never be
Gleaming, twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
So inviting, I almost jump in
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Taylor A. Swift
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