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Welles - Life Like Mine (Official Music Video)

Official music video for "Life Like Mine" by Welles. Stream "Red Trees and White Trashes": https://ffm.to/rtawt Stream or download Codeine [EP] at http://smarturl.it/WellesEP CREDITS: Director: Mafalda Millies Director of Photography: Ryan Marie Helfant Produced by: Chemistry Creative, Starecase, and Eliza Soros Edit: Mafalda Millies & Eliza Soros Production Design: Eliza Soros Styling: Lucy Wright Make-up and Hair Styling: Takashi Ashizawa Production Manager: Anne Verhallen 1st AC: Brenton Ayers DIT: Jasmine Noronha Camera Intern: Owise Abuzaid Gaffer: Sergio Fernandez Key Grip: Ben Davis Grip: Levi Sherman G&E Intern: Ambrose Carroll Set Construction: Sirai Bucarelli & Jasmine Noronha Production Assistant: Sirai Bucarelli, Jasmine Noronha, and Frédéric de Schonen CONNECT: http://wellesmusic.com   / wellesmusic     / wellesmusic     / wellesmusic   LYRICS: I caught a sermon on the mount of fairy hill in a Mercury or a Lincoln, I can't see it I was heaving on a handful of bitter pills The rolling stone has landed, mankind's achievement and I told a joke to a bum on school st in the winter He quoted Shakespeare and pulled from his drank 'Do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe' then he ran off to go turn his crank How fucked up have you got to be to live a life like mine, a life like mine, a life like mine How fucked up have you got to be to live a life like mine, a life like mine, a life like mine I played remorse and regret on weak frets On mountain pawn credit dollar i lost soldiers in there, holy man If you see God tell it I want her and i hid from big hands in a rec of a bathroom 6 micros in my nose, so i hear echoes on space mountain further carry on the horror bead lady amphetamine (queer) How fucked up have you got to be to live a life like mine, a life like mine, a life like mine How fucked up have you got to be to live a life like mine, a life like mine, a life like mine to live a life like mine, a life like mine, a life like mine I made clouds on wooden benches, son In Wilson dead park fashion there are ways and plans all out and for but no one's put them into action i made clay with sacred art students played cards with drunk out bitches i woke up dead couldn't feel my legs am I in trousers jeans or britches