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INTERPRÉTATION
Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop
Chant
Joshua Homme
Joshua Homme
Chant
Dean Fertita
Dean Fertita
Guitare
Matt Helders
Matt Helders
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Joshua Homme
Joshua Homme
Paroles/Composition
Dean Fertita
Dean Fertita
Composition
Matt Helders
Matt Helders
Composition
Pop Iggy
Pop Iggy
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joshua Homme
Joshua Homme
Production

Paroles

When your love of life is an empty beach Don't cry, don't cry When your enemy has you in his reach Don't die, don't die When it's painful to express the pains you feel, inside When it hurts to share because they're bare and real, so real So every day is judgement day, I will pray, I will pray When there is no one to share that empty chair, well OK, OK When you get to the bottom you 're near the top Where shit turns into chocolate drops When you get to the bottom you 're near the top Where shit turns into chocolate drops, drops So fly, so fly So fly, so fly When your love of life is an empty beach Don't cry When it's painful to express the things you feel Inside When you get to the bottom you 're near the top Where shit turns into chocolate drops When you get to the bottom you 're near the top Where shit turns into chocolate drops There's nothing in the stars If you fail to move There's nothing in the dark It's just some old excuse Hangin'on, let it go
Writer(s): Dean Fertita, Joshua Homme, James Osterberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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