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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Used
The Used
Performer
Bert McCracken
Bert McCracken
Piano
Branden Steineckert
Branden Steineckert
Drums
Jeph Howard
Jeph Howard
Bass Guitar
Quinn Allman
Quinn Allman
Guitar
Danny Lohner
Danny Lohner
Programming
Josh Eustis
Josh Eustis
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Branden Steineckert
Branden Steineckert
Songwriter
Jeph Howard
Jeph Howard
Songwriter
Quinn Allman
Quinn Allman
Songwriter
Bert McCracken
Bert McCracken
Songwriter
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Producer
Anthony Wesley Catalano
Anthony Wesley Catalano
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

This poison's my intoxication I broke the needle off in my skin Picked the scabs and pick the bleeding And assumed that it was all in vain A positive scab that's never healing Calloused hit me in the face A burning that's so misleading Poison's more potent now with the flame Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing The fire department couldn't drown the city They didn't even try to wash it clean And what did you think that I was sober? And put me out 'cause I'm on fucking fire A positive scab that's never healing Regret that I kept this clean The most that I can do for you is keep on lying It's not a lie if you can let it sing Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing Oh, oh, oh, oh, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, sing You might wanna sing You might wanna sing You might wanna sing or scream it This poison's my intoxication I broke the needle off in my skin Picked the scabs and picked the bleeding Yeah, assume that it was all in vain Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Momma, fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, if you feel like dying If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, you might wanna sing You might wanna sing or scream it
Writer(s): Jeph Howard, Robert Mccracken, Quinn Allman, Branden Steineckert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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