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L.S. Dunes - Bombsquad (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
L.S. Dunes
L.S. Dunes
Performer
Frank Iero
Frank Iero
Guitar
Anthony Green
Anthony Green
Vocals
Tim Payne
Tim Payne
Bass Guitar
Tucker Rule
Tucker Rule
Drums
Travis Stever
Travis Stever
Guitar
Billy Perez
Billy Perez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.M. Green
A.M. Green
Composer
F. A. Iero
F. A. Iero
Composer
T. C. Payne
T. C. Payne
Composer
T. A. Rule
T. A. Rule
Composer
T. C. Stever
T. C. Stever
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
L.S. Dunes
L.S. Dunes
Recording Engineer
Will Yip
Will Yip
Producer
Justin Bartlett
Justin Bartlett
Engineer
Anneliese Parenti
Anneliese Parenti
Engineer
Vince Ratti
Vince Ratti
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer
Billy Perez
Billy Perez
Producer

Lyrics

Dissolve the fascination I know the sins reflect In my imagination Nature I've convinced to care I don't want to wait in purgatory Televised evacuation airs On the other side of every camera This side won't be shared Thy fear will eat you dead Leora Our eyes are all projection Together I need a little less feeling To keep it on this station Without a wire, how could I take my place inside? I need a little seething All you see is make-believe Without a wire, how could I make my way out there? All aboard and ready to detach Thy fear will eat you dead Leora Our eyes are all projection Together Our hate fuels everything Pulled apart the wave to take defense Shotgun fire's sheets of madness Leora It doesn't feel like it's the same thing Why don't you wither within your head? It doesn't feel like it's the same thing Why don't you wither within your head? It doesn't feel like it's the same thing Why don't you wither within your head? It doesn't feel like it's the same thing Why don't you wither within your head? Thy fear will eat you dead Leora Our eyes are all projection Together Our hate fuels everything Pulled apart the wave to take defense Shotgun fire's sheets of madness Leora To be a winner, to be undead It's sanctified (thy fear will eat you dead) To beat the winter, to beat a man (our eyes are all projection) It's razor-thin
Writer(s): M. Green, F. A. Iero, T. A. Rule, T. C. Payne, T. C. Stever Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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