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Seether (feat. Gavin Rossdale) - What Would You Do? (Lyric Video)
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seether
Seether
Performer
Gavin Rossdale
Gavin Rossdale
Vocals
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Guitar
Corey Lowery
Corey Lowery
Vocals
Dale Stewart
Dale Stewart
Bass Guitar
John Humphrey
John Humphrey
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Producer
Matt Hyde
Matt Hyde
Mixing Engineer
Corey Lowery
Corey Lowery
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Gotta find a better way to quit the cigarettes Gotta drink another drink until I can forget Gotta find a way to feel like I'm myself, whoa (Well, this erodes my body, erodes my body) with the whiskey came the things that I do regret (Erodes my body, breaks my body down) and I know there were things I should not have said I believe you've already got them written down, whoa When the world around me can feel so rotten I am sorry for making you feel so low Never gonna lose these feelings I regret Always gonna be the same old tired shit What would you do? What would you do? There will never be a feeling, I suspect All apologies are something heaven-sent What would you do? What would you do? I lie awake at night, I'm trying not to break a sweat Mind is racing, there's no comfort for me yet Gotta find a way to get away from myself, oh (Well, this erodes my body, erodes my body) I really wish I could erase all the things I did (Erodes my body, breaks my body down) I really wish I had a path to recompense I really wish I had a way to cleanse myself, oh When the world around me can feel so rotten I am sorry for making you feel so low Never gonna lose these feelings I regret Always gonna be the same old tired shit What would you do? What would you do? There will never be a feeling, I suspect All apologies are something heaven-sent What would you do? What would you do? Never gonna lose these feelings I regret Always gonna be the same old tired shit What would you do? What would you do? There will never be a feeling, I suspect All apologies are something heaven-sent What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do?
Writer(s): Shaun Morgan Welgemoed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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