Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Rado
Jonathan Rado
Guitar
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Lead Vocals
Ronnie Vannucci
Ronnie Vannucci
Drums
Dave Keuning
Dave Keuning
Guitar
Sara Watkins
Sara Watkins
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Rado
Jonathan Rado
Songwriter
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Rado
Jonathan Rado
Producer
Will Maclellan
Will Maclellan
Recording Engineer
Rias Reed
Rias Reed
Recording Engineer
Alec Eitrem
Alec Eitrem
Recording Engineer
Jed Jones
Jed Jones
Recording Engineer
Raoul Ahmad
Raoul Ahmad
Recording Engineer
Chris Allgood
Chris Allgood
Mastering Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Biggest thing I knew about drugs in high school was, uh
Going out and drinking a beer
But, uh
It's all here now, uh and it don't care who it hits
There's a lot of opioids going around
It makes you feel pretty damn good
After a few hours, you gotta take more
And then after a while you're taking a ton and you don't feel great
Everyone's just trying to escape something
You know, that's it on that
[Verse 2]
Is this the life you chose yourself
Or just how it ended up?
Is that the yard you pictured when
You closed your eyes and dreamed
Of children in the grass running through the sprinklers
Being somebody's wife?
Or were you living in another life?
[Verse 3]
When will I make it home?
When I damn well feel like driving
Down these empty streets
That burn through our birthright
[Verse 4]
I passed a couple kids
Holding hands in the street tonight
They reminded me of us
In another life
[Verse 5]
Am I the man of your desire?
Or just a guy from your hometown?
Are these the arms that you saw when you
Pictured yourself wrapped around?
Baby, I can vouch for the hopeless dreamer
When you look at me
Am I the man you hoped I'd be?
[Verse 6]
When will I make it home?
When that jukebox in the corner
Stops playing country songs
Of stories that sound like mine
[Verse 7]
I spent my best years
Laying rubber on a factory line
I wonder what I would've been
[Verse 8]
In another life
In another life
In another life
In another life
Written by: Brandon Flowers, Jonathan Rado
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