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No Rule
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Manchester Orchestra
Manchester Orchestra
Interprète
Andy Hull
Andy Hull
Chant
Robert McDowell
Robert McDowell
Guitare
Ethan Gruska
Ethan Gruska
Claviers
Tim Very
Tim Very
Batterie
Andy Prince
Andy Prince
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andy Hull
Andy Hull
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andy Hull
Andy Hull
Production
Robert McDowell
Robert McDowell
Production
Catherine Marks
Catherine Marks
Production
Ethan Gruska
Ethan Gruska
Production
Dowell Gandy
Dowell Gandy
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jamie Martens
Jamie Martens
Assistance d’ingénierie
Will Maclellan
Will Maclellan
Ingénierie
Paul Blakemore
Paul Blakemore
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Taking your very last breath You are guided away from the garden Hanging your arms on his neck You said, "I love you" Hangman, the butcher, the bed Put your last bargaining chip on the album Some people called it a "theft" Others called it a "lapse" and "in time" There's no rule, but you still break the rule There's no rule, but you still break the rule Mother, I'm scared that I'm sick There's nothing on earth that can save me Where is my savior in death? Waiting in a limousine? I can see you, can you see me? I can see you, can you see me? (I won you time to understand) You melt down, you found out You fell down, you won't tell You can't help, you can't laugh You won't yell, you just know (Having you mark into my forehead) You melt down, you found out You fell down, you won't tell You can't help, you can't laugh You won't yell, you just know (Then you fight, don't make me to tell you how I can leave now) You melt down, you found out You fell down, you won't tell You can't help, you can't laugh You won't yell, you just know (20 years into the foreground) You melt down, you found out You fell down, you won't tell You can't help, you can't laugh You won't yell, you just know You're the roots in all my tea leaves You're the roots in all my tea leaves You're my roots, and I am teething You're my roots, so now I'm leaving Talked to the Angel of Death Kept my sins in a separate compartment Watching you bend as you wept Let's destroy the limousine Now that I've emptied my head I am chasing you Woah
Writer(s): John Andrew Hull Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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