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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Brandon Fried
Batterie
Jeremy Freedman
Guitare rythmique
Jesse®
Chant
Lars Stalfors
Programmation
Michael Margott
Guitare basse
Zachary Abels
Guitare principale
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jesse®
Paroles/Composition
Lars Stalfors
Paroles/Composition
Zachary Abels
Paroles/Composition
Jeremy Freedman
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Fried
Paroles/Composition
Michael Margott
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lars Stalfors
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Cerminara
Ingénierie de prise de son
Miro Mackie
Ingénierie de prise de son
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
No matter where you go
You'll never have control
No one makes it out alive
No one makes it out alive
In paradise
Picture you
In the summertime
Drinking white wine in Antigua
Told me that you'll see me
When I see ya
And I really wanna
Believe ya, I do
Singing blues, no shoes on
Strumming in the sun
And you got your feet up
I remember when you used to tell me
That you'll find your freedom
It was hard to believe ya
'Cause you never feel enough
It never fills you up
And if lying on an island
Is the closest that you'll come
Then run
Go ahead, have fun, run
No matter where you go
(Doesn't matter where you go)
You'll never have control
(No, no, no, no)
Wake up feeling paralyzed
No one makes it out alive
In paradise
Picture me in the major leagues
Living in the dream that I created
I wrote my own book
So I never had to read your pages
I've got no patience for that anyway
Sensations don't mean anything
If I can't just have everything
Some days I think I'll run away
But what would I even do if I made it?
I'd keep on fading 'cause
I never feel enough
It never fills me up
I'm climbing up a giant rock
I'll never reach the top
But I can't stop
I can't stop
So
No matter where I go
(Doesn't matter where I go, no,no)
I'll never have control
(Never, never have control)
Wake up feeling paralyzed
No one makes it out alive
In paradise
(Yeah)
Paralyzed
(Yeah)
No one makes it out alive
(Yeah)
In paradise
(Yeah)
With your band of brothers
Band, band of brothers
And when we pull up in the Phantom
The fans gon' love it
With your band of brothers
Band, band, band
With-with your, band, band of brothers
And when we pull up in the Phantom
The fans gon' love it
Written by: Allen Toussaint, Brandon Fried, Jeremy Freedman, Jesse®, Lars Stalfors, Michael Margott, Zachary Abels