More songs by The Neighbourhood
Description
Composer, Lyricist: Jesse James Rutherford
Strings, Composer: Matthew Schwartz
Violin: Jen Simone
Composer: Zachary Abels
Cello: Ginger Murphy
Composer: Michael Margott
Composer: Jeremiah Freedman
Drums, Programmer, Synthesizer, Composer, Producer: Lars Stalfors
Composer: Brandon Fried
Drums, Synthesizer, Composer, Producer: David Andrew Sitek
Background Vocal: Zach
Background Vocal: Mikey
Background Vocal: Jeremy
Background Vocal: Brandon
Recording Engineer: Dave Cerminara
Mixing Engineer: Matty Green
Mastering Engineer: Joe LaPorta
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
But he could strum the guitar just fine
Every now and then he'd think about his life
Daydreamin' just to pass the the time
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who's anyone can feel it
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
Even as a child everyone would say
He was gonna be a star someday
Finally he found a way to reach the sky
But he didn't know what he'd find
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mhmm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
He's got a big head full of trash
And he talks down every chance he gets
He's a grown man with committable mistakes
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
English translation
Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
But he could strum the guitar just fine
Every now and then he'd think about his life
Daydreamin' just to pass the the time
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who's anyone can feel it
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
Even as a child everyone would say
He was gonna be a star someday
Finally he found a way to reach the sky
But he didn't know what he'd find
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mhmm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
He's got a big head full of trash
And he talks down every chance he gets
He's a grown man with committable mistakes
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me