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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Swift
Lead Vocals
Jack Antonoff
Drums
Mikey Freedom Hart
Synthesiser
Sean Hutchinson
Drums
Michael Riddleberger
Drums
Patrik Berger
Synthesiser
Bobby Hawk
Violin
Evan Smith
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Swift
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taylor Swift
Producer
Jack Antonoff
Producer
Laura Sisk
Recording Engineer
John Rooney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Mikey Freedom Hart
Additional Engineer
Sean Hutchinson
Additional Engineer
Evan Smith
Additional Engineer
Jon Gautier
Strings Engineer
Michael Riddleberger
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
Gleaming, twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
So inviting, I almost jump in
But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
I see me padding across your wooden floors
With my Eagles T-shirt hanging from the door
At dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we wandered 'round
Had nevеr seen a love as pure as it
And then it fadеs into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it could never be
'Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion, double vision in rose blush
I don't like that falling feels like flying 'til the bone crush
Everybody wants you
But I don't like a gold rush
What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?
With your hair falling into place like dominoes
My mind turns your life into folklore
I can't dare to dream about you anymore
At dinner parties, I won't call you out on your contrarian shit
And the coastal town we never found
Will never see a love as pure as it
'Cause it fades into the gray of my day-old tea
'Cause it will never be
Gleaming, twinkling
Eyes like sinking ships on waters
So inviting, I almost jump in
Writer(s): Jack Michael Antonoff, Taylor A. Swift
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