More songs by Orville Peck
Description
Producer: Orville Peck
Producer: Jacob Portrait
Mixer: Andrew Lappin
Fiddle, Strings: Bobby Hawk
Unknown: Carter Nyhan
Electric Guitar: Dillon Casey
Pedal Steel Guitar: Dillon Casey
Fender Rhodes Piano: Dillon Casey
Masterer: Heba Kedry
Unknown: Jacob Portrait
Electric Guitar: Jacob Portrait
Background Vocals: Karl Skyler Urban
Drums, Percussion: Kris Bowering
Bass: Kyle Connolly
Pedal Steel Guitar: Mike Robinson
Acoustic Guitar: Orville Peck
Electric Guitar: Orville Peck
Lead Vocals: Orville Peck
Background Vocals: Orville Peck
Writer: Orville Peck
Lyrics and translation
Original
New
York City is nice in the fall.
Held my hand as we walked through it all.
A glimpse of what's often been gone.
For a moment, you made me forget I'm alone.
Oh, my days, time keeps on trucking away.
Is this how it feels to get out my own way?
Oh, my days.
I slept three whole nights in your bed.
Never called, I just ran off instead. I'd left all my feelings for dead.
I can't help but be scared I'm in over my head.
Oh, my days, the time keeps on trucking away. The nighttime is worse 'cause I can't look away.
Oh, my days.
I spent so many lashes on luck.
Never thought to wish one off for love.
You can't miss what's never been yours.
Still, it's hard when you spend your life walking through doors.
Oh, my days, the time keeps on trucking away.
I thought I was done, but turns out I'm okay.
And oh, my days.
Oh, my days.
Oh, my days.
So how many days do I wait?
Catch a vibe for a while, suffocate.
It hurts thinking you'll go away, but it's just as hard knowing that you wanna stay.
Oh, my days, the time keeps on trucking away.
I'm so used to last, can't tell when I'm first place.
And oh, my days.