Robyn Ottolini – nadcházející koncerty
Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Robyn Ottolini
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Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robyn Ottolini
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robyn Ottolini
Songwriter
Emily Reid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jarrod Ingram
Producer
Mark Schroor
Producer
Blake Hubbard
Producer
Erik Fintelman
Producer
Texty
It doesn't matter how far you go down that open road
To try to out run the thought of me
You can sleep with a million girls, tell them they're your world
When you look in their eyes all you'll see is me
You can put up a fight
Stay out with your friends all night
But you're gonna find, whatever you do
I ain't gonna burn out
Like your Marlboro red, no
Safe to say I'm fireproof
You can burn every picture of us
Every shirt I forgot in your drawer
Go ahead and set fire to your bed
And hope it spreads to where we danced on your kitchen floor
But you can't incinerate what you keep on reminiscing
There's no getting away from every thought of me
Everything that we had you can turn it to ash, but
There's no match for my memory
You can find a new county line, you can drink it dry
But you know you'll end up calling me
You can win yourself a million bucks, go buy bigger truck
But you'll still see me in the shotgun seat
Every year you get older
There's a new girl crying on your shoulder
But what you feel for me ain't gonna smoulder, nah
You can burn every picture of us
Every shirt I forgot in your drawer
Go ahead and set fire to your bed
And hope it spreads to where we danced on your kitchen floor
But you can't incinerate what you keep on reminiscing
There's no getting away from every thought of me
Everything that we had you can turn it to ash, but
There's no match for my memory
Oh no
Doesn't matter how much gas you pour
You'll always see me walking out the door
And I bet it chills you to your core
Burn those polaroids from your 21st
Don't forget the mixtape I made back when I was yours
Go ahead and set fire to your bed
And hope it spreads to where we danced on your kitchen floor
But you can't incinerate what you keep on reminiscing
There's no getting away from every thought of me
Everything that we had you can turn it to ash, but
There's no match for my memory
Oh no, there's no match for my memory
You'll remember me
You'll remember me
Writer(s): Emily Reid, Robyn Ottolini
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