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Stick Season Karaoke - Noah Kahan

To nagranie jest coverem Stick Season rozsławionym przez Noah Kahan

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 117 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: A

Czas trwania: 03:05 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:30

Data wydania: 2022
Genres: Folk, Country, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Noah Kahan

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Stick Season

As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must've had yourself a change of heart like halfway through the drive
'Cos your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
Kept on drivin' straight and left our future to the right
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can't face
Memories are somethin' even smokin' weed does not replace
And I am terrified of weather 'cos I see you when it rains
Doc told me to travel but there's COVID on the planes
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom
She forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'till my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do
So I thought that if I piled somethin' good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from Dad
No I am no longer funny 'cos I miss the way you laugh
You once called me forever now you still can't call me back
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom
She forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'till my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do
Oh that'll have to do
My other half was you
I hope this pain's just passin' through but I doubt it
And I love Vermont but it's the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom
She forgot that I existed
And it's half my fault but I just like to play the victim
I'll drink alcohol 'till my friends come home for Christmas
And I'll dream each night of some version of you that I might not have but I did not lose
Now you're tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I'm split in half but that'll have to do
Have to do

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