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Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Bring Me The Horizon
Bring Me The Horizon
Teclados
Matt Kean
Matt Kean
Bajo
Matt Nicholls
Matt Nicholls
Batería
Oliver Sykes
Oliver Sykes
Voz
Lee Malia
Lee Malia
Guitarra
Curtis Ward
Curtis Ward
Guitarra rítmica
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Oliver Sykes
Oliver Sykes
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Bring Me The Horizon
Bring Me The Horizon
Producción
Fredrik Nordström
Fredrik Nordström
Producción
Peter In De Betou
Peter In De Betou
Ingeniería de masterización
Henrik Udd
Henrik Udd
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Here I am, once again, just like a pack of wolves The skies were once paved with gold, now they rain on us all I've made my bed, so I'll lie in it I've dug my grave so I'll die in it (Tell all my friends I said goodbye) (Clenched teeth and fluttering eyes) (I can't go on like this) Tell all my friends I said goodbye Clenched teeth and fluttering eyes I can't go on like this Just like the living dead, yeah, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that it's getting harder just to feel alive It's getting harder just to feel alive Curtains close; take a bow, I think we fooled all of them now Who you are, what you say, what you do each and every single day I've made my bed, so I'll lie in it I've dug my grave, so god help me die in it Just like the living dead, yeah, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that... Just like the living dead, yeah, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that... And I dug my grave, so I'll lie in it (Lie in it, lie in it) I've made my bed, so I'll die in it (Die in it) I dug my grave I dug my grave I'd rather live, than live forever I'm knocking on death's door, but you're already dead It's either now or fucking never And that night, we meant every word we said All I can say... All I can say for sure is, we're coming out tonight All I can say for sure is, we're coming up tonight Just like the living dead, just like the living dead Just like the living dead, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that... Just like the living dead, yeah, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that... Just like the living dead, yeah, I've got a taste for something And I don't want it, I just need it And I can't believe that it's getting harder just to feel alive It's getting harder just to feel alive
Writer(s): Oliver Scott Sykes, Lee David Malia, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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