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PERFORMING ARTISTS
WARGASM (UK)
WARGASM (UK)
Vocals
Kieron Pepper
Kieron Pepper
Keyboards
Charlie Russell
Charlie Russell
Programming
Sam Matlock
Sam Matlock
Guitar
Milkie Way
Milkie Way
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kieron Pepper
Kieron Pepper
Composer
Sam Matlock
Sam Matlock
Composer
Rachel Hastings
Rachel Hastings
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WARGASM (UK)
WARGASM (UK)
Producer
Kieron Pepper
Kieron Pepper
Producer
Charlie Russell
Charlie Russell
Mixing Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Chris Allgood
Chris Allgood
Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

Are you ready? We're in a messed up situation A messed up situation I've got a chest so tight it's caged my lungs Even Houdini couldn't get out of this one I'm reeling by the day Can't seem to make sense of this place I call my head Better get the fuck out of my way We're all starting to get a little psycho psycho And if you keep us locked up, we're gonna burn it down like PYRO PYRO It's been sixteen weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine Hey, hey Bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed Chlorine chlorine in my dreams Chlorine you're my everything, ladies and gentlemen What we are now experiencing is known as the tipping point The world feels faster when it's falling And the city's brighter when it's burning We're all starting to get a little psycho psycho And if you keep us locked up, we're gonna burn it down like PYRO PYRO It's been sixteen weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine Dress me up and wipe me clean Shadows always cling to me Paper bodies in the streets They came unplugged from the big Machine, lovers lost to the beast that feeds Giving birth to insanity Burning cities in my dreams, I've come unplugged from the big machine There's blood, there's blood Strike your matches 'til they're used up This is too big for us to topple Bring wood and oil There's blood, there's blood Strike your matches 'til they're used up This is too big for us to topple Bring wood and oil Hey, hey, bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed Hey, hey, bring out your dead Wash off the life and go back to bed... We're all starting to get a little psycho psycho And if you keep us locked up, we're gonna burn it down like Pyro Pyro It's been 16 weeks Can't swallow this Hard medicine Dress me up and wipe me clean Shadows always cling to me Paper bodies in the streets They came unplugged from the big Machine, lovers lost to the beast that feeds Giving birth to insanity Burning cities in my dreams I've come unplugged from the big machine
Writer(s): Kieron Pepper, Rachel Hastings, Sam Matlock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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