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Song «Smoke Signals» von Phoebe Bridgers.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2017 01 13 (Digital), 2017 09 22 (Album)
Label: Dead Oceans, Dead Oceans DOC 142
Songwriter Phoebe Bridgers & Marshall Vore
Produktion: Tony Berg & Ethan Gruska
Genre: Post-Millennial-Music - Lo-Fi-Underground - Indierock, Post-Millennial-Music - Lo-Fi-Underground - Singer-Songwriter

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Phoebe Bridgers
Phoebe Bridgers
Marshall Vore
Tony Berg
Ethan Gruska

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[Intro] [Verse 1] I went with you up to the place you grew up And we spent a week in the cold Just long enough to Walden it with you Any longer, it would've got old Singing "Ace of Spades" when Lemmy died But nothing's changed, L.A.'s alright I'm sleeping in my bed again, and getting in my head And then, walk around the reservoir [Chorus] You, you must've been looking for me Sending smoke signals Pelicans circling Burning trash out on the beach [Verse 2] One of your eyes is always half shut Something happened when you were a kid I didn't know you then And I'll never understand why it feels like I did "How Soon Is Now" in an eighties sedan You slept inside of it because your dad Lived in a campground in the back of a van You said that song will creep you out until you're dead [Chorus] And you must've been looking for me Sending smoke signals Pelicans circling Burning trash out on the beach [Verse 3] I want to live at the Holiday Inn Where somebody else makes the bed We'll watch TV while the lights on the street Put all the stars to death It's been on my mind since Bowie died Just checking out to hide from life And all of our problems, I'm gonna solve 'em With you riding shotgun, speeding 'cause fuck the cops [Chorus] And you, you must've been looking for me Sending smoke signals Pelicans circling Burning trash out on the beach [Coda] I buried a hatchet, it's coming up lavender The future's unwritten, the past is a corridor I'm at the exit looking back through the hall You are anonymous, I am a concrete wall