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New York Times

by Quinn Cicala

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I think I didn't sleep last night I was busy thinking of your fight and how much I wish I could be there
hearing that you're getting worse
seeing you is a curse but a blessing I know it's unfair

if I had anything besides advice from new york times I'd pick you up and take you home
I don't think I believed anything before I met you and you were right here
but now you're on your own

I think I didn't eat today I was busy reading why your taste is dulled now and how your body aches
assuming you're not telling the truth when you say that it's not so bad I'd rather it be me than you

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released April 29, 2022
written by quinn cicala
produced by matteo debenedetti
mixed by erik romero
mastered by philip shaw bova

vocals, guitar - quinn cicala
drums, guitar - joe mclaughlin
bass - matteo debenedetti
vocals - briana o'reilly
piano, organ - mark masefield

recorded at little hollywood october 2021 in farmingdale, nj

photograph by shelley gruenberg
album artwork by thomas hickman

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