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Sticks And Stones
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INTERPRÉTATION
John Scofield
John Scofield
Interprète
Willie Weeks
Willie Weeks
Basse
Larry Goldings
Larry Goldings
Orgue Hammond
Stevie J.
Stevie J.
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Titus Turner
Titus Turner
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Scofield
John Scofield
Co‑production
Stevie J.
Stevie J.
Production
Ron Goldstein
Ron Goldstein
Production déléguée
Susan Scofield
Susan Scofield
Co‑production

Paroles

Say what you want to I'm changing no more for you It didn't turn out the way it was supposed to If you don't understand then you won't know where I've been If you won't then there's no point for me even begin to tell you Some things are better left unsaid Despite the desperation in my head Some things are better left alone But I'm left with no words And all I want to do is shout out loud All the sticks and stones that you've been throwing at me How they're killing me, oh why Every night I try to sleep Toss and turn in my bed Thoughts ring out in my head And I got to get away from here From the voice that I find ways to poison my mind For I never thought that I would be The one breaking my track, the one pulling me back I'm killing me I'm killing me I said what you want to Now I've done what I've done 'Cause though I've tried to be real But that's just left me undone All this pain that I feel will leave a stain on my skin And the marks that they leave expose the shadows within I'll show you I wish that things were better left unsaid I wish that there was peace inside my head I guess that we are better left alone 'Cause if I find the right words I know I'll have to shout them out All the sticks and stones that you've been throwing at me How they're killing me, oh why Every night I try to sleep Toss and turn in my bed Thoughts ring out in my head And I got to get away from here From the voice that I find ways to poison my mind For I never thought that I would be The one breaking my track, the one pulling me back I'm killing me I'm killing me I'm killing me All the sticks and stones that you've been throwing at me How they're killing me, oh why Every night I try to sleep Toss and turn in my bed Thoughts ring out in my head I'm killing me
Writer(s): Titus Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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