Clip vidéo
Apparaît dans
Titres les plus populaires de Thursday
Titres similaires
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Thursday
Interprète
Tucker Rule
Batterie
Tom Keeley
Guitare
Geoff Rickly
Voix principales
Steve Pedulla
Guitare
Tim Gilles
Claviers
Timothy Charles Payne
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tim Payne
Composition
Geoff Rickly
Composition
Steve Pedulla
Composition
Robert Keeley III
Composition
Thomas Rule
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sal Villanueva
Production
Joe Pedulla
Ingénierie
Arun Venkatesh
Ingénierie
Erin Farley
Ingénierie
Lee Zappas
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Lapierre
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Rumblefish
Ingénierie de mixage
Coady Brown
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
This is what you see when you look in my direction
Incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires
This is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears
The signals that we send over the air
Over the air
Over the air
Over the air
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
Is this how it feels
When you don't even fit into your own skin?
And it's getting tighter
Everyday I'm getting smaller
If I keep holding my breath I'm going to disappear
When you say my name
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say it)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on
If I keep holding my breath all of this will fade away
If you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck
Changing the shape, folding like an envelope to keep each other in
Shattered glass, broken looks
And mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades
Safe, safe
When you say (when you say)
My name (when you say my name)
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you say (when you say)
My name (my name)
I want to stop it in your lungs
And collect all of your blood to put in the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
There's nowhere to hide
They stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio
Yeah, that's where we hide
The love and lies and sex, on the radio
Writer(s): Robert Keeley Iii, Timothy Payne, Steven Pedulla, Geoffrey Rickly, Thomas Rule
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com