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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slipknot
Performer
Chris Fehn
Percussion
Corey Taylor
Vocals
Craig Jones
Keyboards
Jim Root
Guitar
Joey Jordison
Drums
Mick Thomson
Guitar
Paul Gray
Bass Guitar
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percussion
Sid Wilson
Turntables
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Fehn
Songwriter
Corey Taylor
Songwriter
Craig Jones
Songwriter
Jim Root
Songwriter
Mick Thomson
Songwriter
Paul Gray
Songwriter
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Songwriter
Sid Wilson
Songwriter
Joey Jordison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slipknot
Producer
Chris Fehn
Producer
Corey Taylor
Producer
Craig Jones
Producer
Jim Root
Producer
Joey Jordison
Producer
Mick Thomson
Producer
Paul Gray
Producer
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Producer
Sid Wilson
Producer
Jarrad Hearman
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Colin Richardson
Mixing Engineer
Martyn 'Ginge' Ford
Mixing Engineer
Mike Kaufman
Producer
Songtexte
She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious, she continues to see it
Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home forever
Oh, yeah
What am I doing here?
She's my imagination come alive
What am I doing, what am I doing here?
She's my imagination come alive
What am I doing, what am I doing here?
She's my imagination come alive
She is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession, she is home to me
I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse
But the stress is astounding
It's now or never she's coming home
Forever
Oh, she's the only one that makes me sad
What am I doing here?
She's my imagination come alive
What am I doing, what am I doing here?
She's my imagination come alive
My imagination come alive, come alive
Hard to say what caught my attention
Vixen crazy, aphid attraction
Carve my name in my face to recognize
Such a pheromone cult to terrorize
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
Oh, I'm a slave, and I am a master
No restraints and unchecked collectors
I exist through my need to self-oblige
She is something in me that I despise
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me
She isn't real
I can't make her real
She isn't real
I can't make her real
She isn't real
I can't make her real
She isn't real
I can't make her real
You still with us out there, my friends?
There's a lot of people that did not believe in this band
There's a lot of people who tried to destroy it and tried to cheating it
And tried to say we're something other than what it was
Was basically the noise of all the people who've been misunderstood for too fucking long
Say, "Fuck you, you will not control my fucking life"
So, I would like to dedicate this song
On behalf of all of us to all of them
Because they'll never understand, they will never understand the way we do it
Is that right?
So here we go
Writer(s): Paul Gray, James Root, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson
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