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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florence + the Machine
Performer
Florence Welch
Vocals
Cyrus Bayandor
Bass Guitar
Loren Humphrey
Drums
Rob Ackroyd
Guitar
Tom Moth
Harp
Aku Orraca-Tetteh
Keyboards
Dion Douglas
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Florence Welch
Songwriter
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
Thomas Bartlett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Madix
Recording Engineer
Hannah Brodrick
Engineer
Elad Kleiner
Engineer
Nick Jackson
Engineer
John Peter Anon
Engineer
Mark Falcone
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Will Quinnell
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Matt Wiggins
Mixing Engineer
Felipe Gutierrez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
And I am freaking out in the middle of the street
With the complete conviction of someone
Who's never had anything actually really bad happen to them
But I am committed now, to the feeling
I don't know how it started
Don't know how to stop it
Suddenly, I'm dancing
To imaginary music
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
And this is the end
And I'm thinking about her
Driving around in the backseat of a car
I'll be your demon daddy
And do they speak to you?
'Cause they speak to me, too
The pressure and the panic
You push your body through
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death
You said that rock and roll is dead
But is that just because it has not been resurrected in your image?
Like if Jesus came back, but in a beautiful dress
And all the evangelicals were like, "Oh, yes" (oh yes, oh yes, oh yes)
Oh, yes (oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh yes)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Something's coming, so out of breath
I just kept spinning and I danced myself to death (something's coming, something's coming)
Writer(s): Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Jack Michael Antonoff, Thomas Wayland Bartlett
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