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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anastacia
Anastacia
Vocals
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Keyboards
Kara DioGuardi
Kara DioGuardi
Background Vocals
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Guitar
Matt Laug
Matt Laug
Drums
Lance Morrison
Lance Morrison
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Songwriter
Kara DioGuardi
Kara DioGuardi
Songwriter
Anastacia Lyn Newkirk
Anastacia Lyn Newkirk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glen Ballard
Glen Ballard
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Assistant Engineer
JD Andrews
JD Andrews
Assistant Engineer
Tom Sweeney
Tom Sweeney
Assistant Engineer
Jeff Burns
Jeff Burns
Assistant Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Keith Armstrong
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bill Malina
Bill Malina
Recording Engineer
Mike Fennel
Mike Fennel
Recording Engineer
Thomas Yezzi
Thomas Yezzi
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Floating in a circle of illusion and deceit Drifting far beneath the skin, the taste of bitter sweet Giving in to fantasies, playing every part It's so hard to break away from what he says you are He calls you pretty little dum dum He says, he love you but he lies He says that you're the one one But that's eleven in his eyes Whatever happens from one through ten Don't be a victim of his past tense Pretty little one, one, don't, don't Don't be a pretty little dum dum Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa A never-ending silence in a never ending sleep Walking through the darkness, complicated melodies Praying for a change of heart and looking for a sign It's hard to find the love you want in broken time He calls you pretty little dum dum He says, he love you but he lies He says that you're the one one But that's eleven in his eyes Whatever happens from one through ten Don't be a victim of his past tense Pretty little one, one, don't, don't Don't be a pretty little dum dum It's hard to be what you wanna be And you wanted to be the one But you know that you have to run Your life's incomplete It's so bittersweet And you wanted to be the one But you know that you have to run It's so hard to be what you want to be He calls you pretty little dum dum He says, he love you but he lies (He says, he loves you, yeah) He says that you're the one one But that's eleven in his eyes (Yeah) Whatever happens from one through ten Don't be a victim of his past tense Pretty little one, one, don't, don't Don't be a pretty little dum dum (Pretty little dum dum dum) Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa Papa, pa, pa, pa, papa, pa, pa, pa, pa
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Anastacia L. Newkirk, Kara Dioguardi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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