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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Loren Berí
Loren Berí
Vocals
Shana Sarett
Shana Sarett
Vocals
Itamar
Itamar
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Loren Gurman
Loren Gurman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Loren Berí
Loren Berí
Producer
Matt Schlatter
Matt Schlatter
Producer
Steve Vealey
Steve Vealey
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Bloch
Daniel Bloch
Engineer

Lyrics

Subway romantics for the antics of state
You think a kiss kills a lie
I know Marcel is a spy
I know Francesca's a spy
Then again so am I
I'll fucking burn the scarf he wears
I want to know which way your love combs his hair
A dirndl dress, you don't play fair
So play it cool as we play flash drive or dare
A city second
Fool's gold
No one has and thinks they sold
In a world
Where nothing's true
And to be still is still a strange taboo
I'd miss my train for you
So go the chances lost on keepers of fate
A broken bell, a chime too late
Think you can't hear so here you'll wait
All you keep is spinning plates
I lost a colleague to the Caspian Sea
Who knew too much, never knew me
Neither do I, that was lifetimes ago
The more you are the less you know
A city second
Fool's gold
No one has and thinks they sold
In a world
Where nothing's true
And to be still is still a strange taboo
I'd miss my train for you
You made me miss a Q
I made you miss a war
We drank second avenue
You showed me what lipstick's for
I spy bionic birds
You spot a shooting star
Go on make a wish
I guess here is where we are
Here is where we are
Here is where we are
A city second
Fools' gold
No one has and thinks they've sold
In a world
Where nothing's true
And to be still is still a strange taboo
I'd miss my train for you
Written by: Loren Gurman
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