Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Mike Cross
Guitare
Tim Cross
Basse
Jimmy Paluzzi
Batterie
Joey Mazzola
Guitare
Vinnie Dombroski
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mike Cross
Paroles/Composition
Tim Cross
Paroles/Composition
Jimmy Paluzzi
Paroles/Composition
Joey Mazzola
Paroles/Composition
Vinnie Dombroski
Paroles/Composition
Sponge
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sponge
Production
Tim Patalan
Co‑production
Andy Patalan
Assistance de production
Tim Palmer
Ingénierie de mixage
Mark O'Donoughe
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Brandon Harris
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Howie Weinberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Oh God, here it comes again
Here's that memory
Breaks my back
And when I figured it out
Yeah, I thought I'd get by
Here it comes
Blacken the sun
Bury me alive
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, myself, myself, myself
Turn around, throw it all away
Turn around until it all breaks down
To fields of falling angels
Fields of falling angels
Best friends, that's what we used to say
All the time, feels like yesterday
Remembering when we said goodbye
Still I doubt I'll ever figure out why
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, myself, myself, myself
Turn around, throw it all away
Turn around till it all breaks down
To the fields of falling angels
Fields of falling angels
Fields of falling angels
Fields of falling angels
If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake, it never ends the sorrow, if
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, myself, myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself, myself, myself, myself
Writer(s): Tim Cross, Mark Dombroski, Mike Cross, Joey Mazzola, Jimmy Paluzzi
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