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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Hayes
Peter Hayes
Lyrics
Robert Levon Been
Robert Levon Been
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Producer
Michael Been
Michael Been
Co-Producer
Rick Parker
Rick Parker
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardener
Brian Gardener
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Close your eyes to the world that you see And open wide to the one in your dreams There's nothing left that you wanna believe Foreign eyes have been torn at the seams You'd save yourself from a world without sin You're born again with a means to an end Drawing lines in the palm of your hand Your holding on to all that you've planned There's nothing here that is left to be saved Take a bow to the warrior state You throw yourself to the perilous static You shut your eyes but the death is romantic You've sold your soul but it's only a fake You'd kill yourself for a piece of the take You lose your mind in a world that leaves nothin' You're holding on for asylum, reaching for air It's all you want, you know you'll never forget Your open arms, they only seem to surrender It's all you know, you know you'll never regret Your open arms, they only seem to surrender all that matters No one needs what they think to survive Pulled inside with an appetite blind You feast your eyes on American sex You sleep in shores of American bliss Growing wings from the sorrowless excess Your frozen eyes cut the chord to their last depth You share your young with the wolves of a nation There's nothing left 'til you pray for salvation It's all you want, you know you'll never forget Your open arms, they only seem to surrender all that matters It's all you know, you know you'll never regret Your open arms, they only seem to surrender all that matters I'm the last of the messiahs All your lost star signs
Writer(s): Robert Been, Peter Hayes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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