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The Neighbourhood - When I Get Back (feat. G Eazy) (+Lyrics)
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Stimme und Gesang
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Schlagzeug
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Gitarre
Jesse®
Jesse®
Stimme und Gesang
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Bassgitarre
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
G-Eazy
G-Eazy
Songwriter:in
Jesse®
Jesse®
Songwriter:in
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Songwriter:in
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Songwriter:in
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jesse®
Jesse®
Produzent:in
Chris Mullings
Chris Mullings
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Benjamin Wollner
Benjamin Wollner
Mischtechniker:in
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mischtechniker:in

Letra

When I get back to California I'll see my sister and my momma I'll tell my friends about my fast life Because they know me from my past life When I get back to California I'll smoke a pound of marijuana I'll sit inside and watch the sun set All by myself in my apartment Oh, I'll take the long way home When I get back to California I hope I push my paranoia I'm parched because I'm not a god I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California Killing brain cells, killing time When I finally get back I'll be feeling fine Hope I get to chill out in my twenties while I'm still in mine Tap right out the matrix but I'm just out here Maneuvering until it's time On the road know my girl be going through it But I'm a fucking star and I know I was born to do it Summer gone and past I'm always touring through it And my penthouse apartment Is feeling more like an expensive storage unit Oh well, poor guy, in real life I'm more shy I just wanna hide, they just be like "Bruh but for why?" Everybody wants a favor or a slice of your pie Live a fast life, I'ma either get rich or die So I, pass out faded then I dream of home Thinking 'bout the time I really need alone I'ma go for walks around the town you might even see me roam Fuck it I don't even really need a phone Man I'm just tryna chill I've got no time to kill But when I get home Maybe I will I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I can't wait 'till you're back to California I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining I know the sun's still shining
Writer(s): Jesse Rutherford, Zachary Abels, Mike Margott, Jeremy Freedman, Gerald Gillum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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