Music Video

Boston Manor "Laika" (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Boston Manor
Boston Manor
Performer
Henry Cox
Henry Cox
Vocals
Mike Cunniff
Mike Cunniff
Electric Guitar
Dan Cunniff
Dan Cunniff
Background Vocals
Ash Wilson
Ash Wilson
Electric Guitar
Jordan Pugh
Jordan Pugh
Drums
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Kennedy
Neil Kennedy
Producer
Kyle Black
Kyle Black
Mixing Engineer
Grant Berry
Grant Berry
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They say the truth's your best defense
I'm bleeding just to pay the rent
And broken truths mean nothing
When you need something just to get you through, yeah
[Verse 2]
Tonight we're movin' out
So pack your clothes, your books, your dog
And bring the piece of paper
That I gave you back when you were alone
A letter sent home with no return address
Got a bag full of old clothes
I gotta bag full of stress
[Verse 3]
I'm so sorry that I'm leaving
You so little to believe in
'Cause we had a house
With a perfect door and a front room
With the right decor and I came and wrecked it all
Yes I came and wrecked it all
Like I always do
'Cause I didn't think and I poured your life
Down the kitchen sink with the dregs of yesterday
And now I'm going to be late
[Verse 4]
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry that I'm leaving
You so little to believe in
Just tell me that you're free
Of your woes and of me
This weather is more reliable than me
[Verse 5]
I'm calling base command as the last bit of oxygen runs out but
They're down there softly sleeping since that summer in the Pacific region
[Verse 6]
Just sitting here hanging in the balance
Just barely in the atmosphere
Just sitting here hanging in the balance (They're down there softly sleeping)
Just barely in the atmosphere (Since that summer in the Pacific region)
[Verse 7]
I'm so sorry that I'm leaving
You so little to believe in
Just tell me that you're free
Of your woes and of me
This weather is more reliable than me
[Verse 8]
As lonely as Laika
Up there all alone
You miss the atmosphere
The stars are now your home
Written by: Boston Manor
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