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INTERPRÉTATION
Otep
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Urlich Wil
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Guitare
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Urlich Wil
Paroles/Composition
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Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Otep
Production déléguée
Urlich Wil
Ingénierie de prise de son
Aristotelis Mihalopoulos
Ingénierie de prise de son
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Assistance d’ingénierie
Tristan Wallace
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Paroles
She's pounding on the door
She's crawling on the floor
Oh, she's so coy
She's scratching on the walls
She's clawing at the gauze
She's so coy
She's gnawing on the ropes
She's pulling at the hooks
She's so coy
Oh, you know she wants it
In the way that she taunts me
Damn, she's so coy
It's the apex predator
With a sermon for the listener
Seduce and destroy
Your head upon a stick
Would look really sick
But they would call me crazy
For the way I spoke to it
I'd ask about its day
Did it miss me while I was away?
Tight lipped from the stitches
It wouldn't have much to say
The rest would be kept in a tight little dress
Propped up in the corner
A perfect little pet
Locked in a box (box)
So I can keep stock (stock)
A trophy to show me that all is not lost (lost)
The writing on the wall
A psalm in napalm
Abandon all hope, but try to stay calm
Bleach to clean the curses
I exist, I'm not the first
Tell my mother I love her
I didn't suffer
Photos and fantasies
Virtuoso of crimes scenes
The apex predator
But why does she look so much like me?
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
I gotta satisfy the thirst
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Death is such a flirt
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
You get what you deserve
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Survival of the worst
It's the apex predator
The writing on the wall
Em evas
She's got a broken arm
I've got a broken heart
Boy, she's so coy
She made a little fire
With a fork and electrical wire
Damn, she's so coy
Blowtorch nightlight
Switchblade knife fights
Fuck! She's so coy
Thunder in the distance
Gun shots or missiles?
My smile is artificial
The lock clicks, my eyes fix
The writing on the wall
A psalm in napalm
Abandon all hope, but try to stay calm
Bleach to clean the curses
I exist, I'm not the first
Tell my mother I love her
I didn't suffer
No regrets, no apologies
A self-fulfilling prophecy
The apex predator
All I could smell was her hair burning
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
I gotta satisfy the thirst
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Death is such a flirt
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
You get what you deserve
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Survival of the worst!
But why does she look so much like me?
(Em evas)
Like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
For the wretched and lost
Like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
That men had forgot
Like worms on a hook
That were plucked from the heart
Of the bodies of gods
That were rotting to dust! (rotting to dust)
The apex predator
All I could smell was her hair (hair, hair) burning
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
I gotta satisfy the thirst
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Death is such a flirt
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
You get what you deserve
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Survival of the worst
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
I gotta satisfy the thirst
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Death is such a flirt
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
You get what you deserve
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt
But where's the fun in that?
Survival of the worst!
All I could smell was her hair
All I could smell was her hair
Burning
Writer(s): Ulrich Wild, Otep Shamaya
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