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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Julian Casablancas
Stimme und Gesang
Albert Hammond Jr
E-Gitarre
Nick Valensi
E-Gitarre
Nikolai Fraiture
Bassgitarre
Fabrizio Moretti
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Julian Casablancas
Songwriter:in
The Strokes
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Kahne
Produzent:in
Andy Wallace
Mischtechniker:in
Steve Sisco
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Howie Weinberg
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Well, I don't feel better when I'm fucking around
And I don't write better when I'm stuck in the ground
So don't teach me a lesson 'cause I've already learned
Yeah, the sun will be shining and my children will burn
Oh, the heart beats in its cage
I don't want what you want, I don't feel what you feel
See, I'm stuck in a city, but I belong in a field
Yeah, we got left, left, left, left, left, left, left
Now it's three in the morning and you're eating alone
Oh, the heart beats in its cage
All our friends, they're laughing at us
All of those you loved, you mistrust
Help me, I'm just not quite myself
Look around, there's no one else left
I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd
Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around
Oh, he gets left, left, left, left, left, left, left
And I'm sorry you were thinking I would steal your fire
Oh, the heart beats in its cage
Yes, the heart beats in its cage
Alright
And the heart beats in its cage
Writer(s): Julian Casablancas
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