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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Dead Weather
The Dead Weather
Interprète
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Chant
Dean Fertita
Dean Fertita
Guitare
Jack Lawrence
Jack Lawrence
Basse
Jack White
Jack White
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alison Mosshart
Alison Mosshart
Composition
Dean Fertita
Dean Fertita
Composition

Paroles

Nothing's a color, I cross the desert, nothing's alive What does the black top know that I have not cracked with my mind? Nothing's a color gray as the pill, nobody cries Why do the streetlamp shine on still, nothing's alive? I feel love every million miles I feel love every once in a while I feel love every million miles I feel love every once in a while Nothing's a color, I cross the desert, nothing's alive What does the black top know that I have not cracked with my mind? Nothing is a color gray as the pill, deep in the eye Why do the streetlamp lamp shine on still when nothing's alive? I feel love every million miles I feel love, every once in a while I feel love every million miles I feel love every once in a while Why does my heartbeat feel like a speaker? Feeding back, repeater, repeater Why does my heartbeat feel like a speaker? Feeding back, repeater, repeater Why does my heartbeat feel like a speaker? Feeding back, repeater, repeater Why does my heartbeat feel like a speaker? Feeding back I feel love every million miles I feel love every once in a while I feel love every million miles I feel love every once in a while
Writer(s): Dean Fertita, Alison Mosshart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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