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INTERPRÉTATION
Bring Me The Horizon
Interprète
Oli Sykes
Voix principales
Curtis Ward
Guitare rythmique
Matt Nicholls
Batterie
Lee Malia
Guitare principale
Matt Kean
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Oli Sykes
Paroles/Composition
Curtis Ward
Paroles/Composition
Matt Nicholls
Paroles/Composition
Lee Malia
Paroles/Composition
Matt Kean
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Sprigg
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance
A carcass reanimates
Oh, if you need me
I'll be tying a rope to the tree
Where our, where our love used to be
I've took down every photo
Of us and buried them at sea
I've took down every photo
And I buried them at sea
Don't worry, pretty, beauty is only skin deep
(Psyche!)
Your beauty is no more
So why don't you just fuck yourself, you fucking whore
Oh, your beauty is no, no more
So why don't you just fuck yourself, you stupid fucking whore
I should have known
Not to look into her eyes
I'm cast to stone (I'm cast to stone)
Her glare was my demise
Medusa
Medusa, oh
Your beauty is no, no more
So why don't you just fuck yourself, you fucking whore
Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance
A carcass reanimates
(Since you left me) I've never
(Since you left me) Been the same
(Since you left me) I've never
(Since you left me) Been the fucking same
Hour by hour, day by day
Your memory will fade away
Every sunrise, every sunset
Will help me to forget your name
Your smile, your eyes
Medusa
Decapitate her and bring her head to Athena
Unlike her sisters, she ain't no deathless God, oh
This is for every time you stabbed me in the back
Every notch in your bedpost
This is for every time you stabbed me in the back
For every notch in your bedpost, baby
Writer(s): Lee David Malia, Oliver Scott Sykes, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls
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