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Stone Sour - Taipei Person/Allah Tea (Official Audio)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Stone Sour
Stone Sour
Interprète
Christian Martucci
Christian Martucci
Guitare
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Chant
Josh Rand
Josh Rand
Guitare
Johny Chow
Johny Chow
Basse
Roy Mayorga
Roy Mayorga
Batterie
Rem Massingill
Rem Massingill
Chant de groupe
Alejandro Baima
Alejandro Baima
Chant de groupe
Francesco Cameli
Francesco Cameli
Chant de groupe
George Adrian
George Adrian
Chant de groupe
Jason Christopher
Jason Christopher
Chant de groupe
Matthew Philips
Matthew Philips
Chant de groupe
Megan Milius
Megan Milius
Chant de groupe
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Christian Martucci
Christian Martucci
Paroles/Composition
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Paroles/Composition
Josh Rand
Josh Rand
Paroles/Composition
Johny Chow
Johny Chow
Paroles/Composition
Roy Mayorga
Roy Mayorga
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Stone Sour
Stone Sour
Production
John Douglass
John Douglass
Ingénieries complémentaires
Rem Massingill
Rem Massingill
Équipe technique des guitares
Jon Nicholson
Jon Nicholson
Équipe technique des batteries
Alejandro Baima
Alejandro Baima
Ingénierie
Francesco Cameli
Francesco Cameli
Ingénierie
Jay Ruston
Jay Ruston
Ingénierie de mixage
Paul Logus
Paul Logus
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Gary Myerberg
Gary Myerberg
Équipe technique de prise de son

Paroles

Haha, yeah We cast a long shadow, sucking all the cold beneath But there's a reason a killer is a lover with a knife in its teeth We can settle in the dust and cave Raise your hands if you want to be saved In the middle is the bottom of me A Taipei person drinking Allah Tea, go! We live, we die, we never wonder why It's not too late to fight the hands of fate Well you can only scream your heart over and over for so long Before you know it, you're gonna lose your fucking mind So don't love, don't hate- everybody's dying baby I feel great I'm running out of road but I'm still doing 75 Mellow traumatic, ooh, looking like a Ponzi scheme You're so sentimental, all the weight of the worlds you've created are weak I am the voice of a rude generation A middle finger for the middle class invasion At the bottom is the only real me A Taipei person drinking Allah Tea, go! We want, we need, we punish just to bleed We know this plea we bite the hand that feeds Well you can only scream your heart over and over for so long Before you know it, you're gonna lose your fucking mind So don't love, don't hate- everybody's dying baby I feel great I'm running out of road but I'm still doing seventy... Force the pass, divorce the castration Another panic in a major population Run the course, the coarseness of a bastard We're in the eyes of a beautiful disaster Go! We live, we die, we never wonder why It's up to me to bite the hands that feed We want, we need, we punish just to bleed We scream this plea, type A personality Well you can only scream your heart over and over for so long Before you know it, you're gonna lose your fucking mind So don't love, don't hate- everybody's dying baby I feel great I'm running out of road but I'm still doing 75 Still doing 75 Yeah! Still doing 75 Yeah! Still doing 75 Hahaha, I don't know how you do it, dude
Writer(s): Roy Mayorga, Josh Rand, Corey Taylor, Christopher Anthony Martucci, John Mark Carroll Bechtel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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