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While she sleeps Four walls Lyrics
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
While She Sleeps
While She Sleeps
Performer
Lawrence Taylor
Lawrence Taylor
Vocals
Mat Welsh
Mat Welsh
Guitar
Sean Long
Sean Long
Guitar
Adam Savage
Adam Savage
Drums
Aaran McKenzie
Aaran McKenzie
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mat Welsh
Mat Welsh
Lyrics
Sean Long
Sean Long
Composer
Adam Savage
Adam Savage
Composer
Aaran McKenzie
Aaran McKenzie
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carl Bown
Carl Bown
Producer
Colin Richardson
Colin Richardson
Mixing Engineer
Jim Pinder
Jim Pinder
Engineer
Drew Lawson
Drew Lawson
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Songtexte

So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing Everybody dies with the debt No silence, watching death is how we live Take it or leave it Don't waste your breath I clear my mind, deny real life Define "here" without borders, possessions or enemies Everybody dies with a debt We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves Bottle it up, let your problems distill Forget your dreams, or fulfil them Leave no trace, waste away It's time for change So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing Four walls in this prison But I can still see the river Four walls in this prison Lies to poison your decision in life, take note Don't ignore it, now you know I saved my soul I sold it to the open road I found hope in the wreckage of progress Trophies shattered and stained (do what you're told) There's a mould to be broken A light burning over your name (and I saved my soul) But I never said I wasn't the culprit Never said I wasn't deceived (and I saved my soul) Just trying to rewrite the wrongs That were written on me (and I saved my soul) Everybody dies with a debt We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves So when the saints go marching in They won't be singing for your sins They just hope to hell you've learnt something living and breathing
Writer(s): Sean Long, Adam Savage, Matthew Welsh, Lawrence Taylor, Aaran Mackenzie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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