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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
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Chant
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Victor Vincent Fuentes
Chant
Jaime Alberto Preciado
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Tony Perry
Guitare
Brad Hargreaves
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Paroles/Composition
Curtis Peoples
Paroles/Composition
Paul Meany
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paul Meany
Production
Adam Hawkins
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Henry Lunetta
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Steven Williamson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Adam Keil
Assistance d’ingénierie
Crispin Schroeder
Assistance d’ingénierie
David Marino
Ingénierie de montage
Paroles
Tell me, if I were to smile now
In the dead of the dark, would it even exist
Or is it hard to tell
You treat me like a cheap motel sometimes
But nevertheless, I was prepared to die
For that thing in your chest
Fuck your money
I fantasize about those nights you held me down
And sewed your lips to mine
Now I miss that pain sometimes
In this so-called life
There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes
We emptied our wrists on the dotted line
Now I stay on my side of the city
A refugee, no MTV
Oh well, thank God for THC
Now I miss that pain sometimes
In this so-called life
There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes
Now I miss that pain sometimes
In this so-called life
There were shortcuts into heaven through your eyes
Am I the taste that you watered down
Or am I the dust on your candy
You washed me off, then spit me out
Once I lost taste inside your mouth
Writer(s): Victor Fuentes, Curtis James Peoples
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