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INTERPRÉTATION
Dan Searle
Batterie
Adam Christianson
Guitare électrique
Antonia Kesel
Violon
Will Harvey
Violon
Edward Bale
Alto
Tim Lowes
Violoncelle
Alex Verster
Contrebasse
Choir Noir
Chant
Patrick J Pearson
Piano
Tristan Button
Trompette
Nicholai Andersen
Trompette
Anders Farstad
Trompette
Susanne Skou
Cor
Jari Kamsula
Cor
Ignacio Montero Requena
Cor
Palle Schou Nielsen
Cor
Marek Stolarczyk
Trombone
Fabrice Godin
Trombone
Jens Vind
Trombone
Amélie Searle-Desbiens
Chœurs
Alex Ali Dean
Claviers
Josh Middleton
Guitare électrique
Sam Carter
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dan Searle
Paroles/Composition
Adam Christianson
Paroles/Composition
Alex Ali Dean
Paroles/Composition
Josh Middleton
Paroles/Composition
Sam Carter
Paroles/Composition
Simon Dobson
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Searle
Production
Zakk Cervini
Ingénierie de mixage
Pete Miles
Ingénierie
Adam Getgood
Ingénierie
Joachim Hejslet
Ingénierie
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Josh Middleton
Co‑production
Paroles
We are the rust worshipping the rain
Can I believe in anything?
I've got a doubters mind, but that don't give me the rope
It's not enough, so call the cavalry, the cavalry
God, give me some hope 'cause I've been living in a deficit for so long
Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold
Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old
You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
I've got a band-aid on a bullet wound
If I refuse to break through, I can never lose
There's a trap at the peak of the mountain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
I'm so afraid of everything
I think my courage died, this is a slippery slope
So lock the cuffs because I'm powerless, so powerless
I just can't cope 'cause I've been living in a deficit
A libertine stole the keys
And drove this machine without me
Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold
Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old
You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
I've got a band-aid on a bullet wound
If I refuse to break through, I can never lose
There's a trap at the peak of the mountain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
A libertine stole the keys
And drove this machine without me
It's too much, but it's not enough
So cold, but I'm burning up
I'm trying to swim
But I'm treading water
It's unclear, but it's obvious
Three cheers for this emptiness
I'm trying to swim
Yeah, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I'm treading water
'Cause I've been living in a deficit
Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold
Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old
You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
We are the rust worshipping the rain
Writer(s): Daniel Joseph Searle, Alex Anthony Dean, Joshua Middleton, Adam Michael Christianson, Sam Carter
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