Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Delain
Delain
Interprète
Oliver Philipps
Oliver Philipps
Guitare
Martijn Westerholt
Martijn Westerholt
Claviers
Guus Eikens
Guus Eikens
Guitare
Charlotte Wessels
Charlotte Wessels
Voix principales
Timo Somers
Timo Somers
Guitare électrique
Otto Schimmelpenninck van der Oije
Otto Schimmelpenninck van der Oije
Basse électrique
Sander Zoer
Sander Zoer
Batterie
Marko Hietala
Marko Hietala
Chant
Mike Coolen
Mike Coolen
Batterie
Mikko P. Mustonen
Mikko P. Mustonen
Orchestre
Ruben Israël
Ruben Israël
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Martijn Westerholt
Martijn Westerholt
Composition
Guus Eikens
Guus Eikens
Composition
Charlotte Wessels
Charlotte Wessels
Paroles
Oliver Philipps
Oliver Philipps
Arrangement de claviers
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Oliver Philipps
Oliver Philipps
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Arno Krabman
Arno Krabman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ad Sluijter
Ad Sluijter
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Christian Moos
Christian Moos
Ingénierie de mixage
Martijn Westerholt
Martijn Westerholt
Production
Fredrik Nordström
Fredrik Nordström
Ingénierie de mixage
Fredrik Nordström, Henrik Udd
Fredrik Nordström, Henrik Udd
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Happy tears fade fast
Sad tears tend to last
You’ve got your blood-stained heart
In your nicotine-stained hands
And your twenty-nine years
Did not help you pass
Oh, the roadkill, cheap thrill
Obstacle filled path
White lies, black dress
Brightest of darkness
You close your tearstained eyes
To your silver lined madness
After twenty-nine years
You might want to confess
That we have made
A fucked-up place
That I can not erase
Sing to me
White lies, black heart
Tearing us apart
You breathe the frost-filled air
From my lungs to your lungs
After twenty-nine years
How much more to come?
Now, we have made
A fucked-up place
That I can not erase
Sing to me
Happy tears fade fast
Sad tears tend to last
You’ve got a sad, sad song
And it’s stuck in your aching head
And your twenty-nine years
Did not teach you that
Changing melodies
Will change your destiny at last
Now, we have made
A fucked-up place
We’re trying to erase
Erase
Written by: Guus Eikens, Johanna Charlotte Wessels, Martijn Westerholt
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