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INTERPRÉTATION
Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
Programmation
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Chant
Yolanda Quartey
Yolanda Quartey
Chœurs
Mark Ralph
Mark Ralph
Basse
Ed Simons
Ed Simons
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
Composition
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Paroles/Composition
Ed Simons
Ed Simons
Paroles/Composition
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Chemical Brothers
The Chemical Brothers
Production
Steve "Dub" Jones
Steve "Dub" Jones
Ingénierie de mixage
Tom Rowlands
Tom Rowlands
Ingénierie de mixage
Blair Wells
Blair Wells
Ingénierie de prise de son
Gloria Kaba
Gloria Kaba
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Richard Adlam
Richard Adlam
Ingénierie de prise de son
Hal Ritson
Hal Ritson
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Marsh
Mike Marsh
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Can't think, can't... Everything gettin' harder to find Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins See we get to the end, but that's where we begin, you feel it Mannequins say "We breakin' the mold" Breakin' out and we breakin' the codes Similar to the Jacques Cousteau To the depths and you're wet, so your tank explodes, so get it out Send your body to flight Everybody got a target tonight Everybody come along for the ride All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth Now you get it, now you feelin' your worth Feel the sound you used to make when everything thing used to hurt, it goes Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go Gotta go, gotta make it in time Brightest star gonna be the guide Gotta get you to the other side To where the butterflies and where the peach reside The first five minutes for the fifteen of fame Five seconds 'fore you're saying my name I'm deadly sharpshooting the game Gonna hit you and this whole execution is aim Get together and we building a fire Clear smoke and it's taking us higher Hands up, everyone is one If you see yourself making it, you're seeing the sun Metropolis on the edge of control They take our money, but they won't take our soul Fuck that, ain't gon' do it no mo' Won't do what we told and we ain't gonna fold, we go Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go Go, go, go Go, go, go Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins Everybody jumpin' out of they mind Everybody going out of they skins Oh, no time to rest Just do your best Oh, what you hear is not a test We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you We're only here to make you go
Writer(s): Santi White, Dave Taylor, Guy Battarel, Jean-pierre Massiera, Nick Zinner, Karen Orzolek, Kamaal Fareed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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