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INTERPRÉTATION
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Chant
Electric Guest
Electric Guest
Interprète
Brian Burton
Brian Burton
Synthétiseur
Matthew Compton
Matthew Compton
Batterie
Ashley Mendel
Ashley Mendel
Guitare électrique
Josh Klinghoffer
Josh Klinghoffer
Guitare électrique
Justin Bailey
Justin Bailey
Chœurs
Alana Haim
Alana Haim
Chœurs
Este Haim
Este Haim
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Paroles/Composition
Brian Burton
Brian Burton
Composition
Matthew Compton
Matthew Compton
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Asa Taccone
Asa Taccone
Co‑production
Danger Mouse
Danger Mouse
Co‑production
Kenny Takahashi
Kenny Takahashi
Ingénierie de mixage
Todd Monfalcone
Todd Monfalcone
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Matthew Compton
Matthew Compton
Production

Paroles

Back to sin again, must be fate The wait was all day Black acts to amend, at the gate Awaiting to state Something perished, past, and gone away And nothing ever lasts that hesitates 'Cause I know these days are calling out The simple sets in the red skyline These days they call the wind its gone season of the awake They are calling out and shooting in a silent cave We set the sails again alone Season of the awake Back from holiday in my head the ocean calling Magic in the grave at the end the old way falling Something calling, asking to create The only other lasting love to make 'Cause I know these days are calling out The simple sets in the red skyline These days they call the end its gone season of the wake They are calling out and shooting in a silent cave We set the sails again alone Season of the awake 'Cause there's something within Yeah, there's something within Of the awake All my friends When something within Becomes something within Of the awake You're all my friends I've been long, enough awake alone, enough, awake 'Cause there's something within And there's something within All my friends Alone, enough, awake Your all my friends We've got a feeling of the day Last time wasn't what we made but now we make away Love is our only true escape Fear is nothing washed away, awake, away, awake Last time wasn't what we made but now we make away
Writer(s): Asa Taccone, Brian Burton, Matthew Compton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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