Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sampsa Astala
Vocals
Ludvig Alfvén
Drums
Henrik Westergren
Guitar
Fredrik Svensson Carlström
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ludvig Alfvén
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sampsa Astala
Producer
Ludvig Alfvén
Producer
Henrik Westergren
Producer
Jacob Werner
Producer
Fredrik Svensson Carlström
Producer
Lyrics
In times of need - it's easy to lose yourself when she says "Come on, down"
And though you know damn well she's a fool you let her
Drag you down, throw you up, spit you out while feasting on the pickings of your soul
She's so bold cause she stole the last bit of sanity inside
Who said that your life has just begun?
It was your last day under the sun
The Devil Wears Nada - Got you wrapped round her finger (wrapped round her finger)
The Devil Wears Nada - And she makes you hurt them all for love
In times like these - "the devil" may seem so bad but all she does is freeze.
And though you know damn well she's a fool you let her
Drag you down, throw you up, spit you out while feasting on the pickings of your brain
She's so brave cause she ate the last bit of sanity inside
Who said that your life has just begun?
It was your last day under the sun
The Devil Wears Nada - Got you wrapped round her finger (wrapped round her finger)
The Devil Wears Nada - And she makes you hurt them all for love
Written by: Ludvig Alfvén

