Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Stileto
Stileto
Interprète
AViVA
AViVA
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Robert Burgess Bressler
Robert Burgess Bressler
Composition
Isaiah Inayat Vest
Isaiah Inayat Vest
Paroles/Composition
Aviva Anastasia Payne
Aviva Anastasia Payne
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Stileto
Stileto
Production
Robert Burgess Bressler
Robert Burgess Bressler
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Went to hell and met some friends
You know it's not that bad
Cocktails and cigarettes
For sins I don’t regret
But someone thought it best
To raise me from the dead
So let's put on a show
I hit my demon mode
Mode
Bow down and pray that I don’t take your soul
Soul
You’ll never see me coming
Tucked under the bed
I’ll creep inside your head
And never let you go
I hit my demon mode
Sticks and stones I’ll break your bones
If you call out my name
Pentagrams and crooked laughs
A curse you can't explain
Kick up my feet, let the fun begin
Call out the minions, and the skeletons
Join us, or pay the price
Eternal sacrifice
You're running out of time
And soon you’ll be all mine
I’ll never let you go
I hit my demon mode
Mode
Bow down and pray that I don’t take your soul
Soul
You’ll never see me coming
Tucked under the bed
I’ll creep inside your head
And never let you go
I hit my demon mode
Written by: Aviva Anastasia Payne, Isaiah Inayat Vest, Robert Burgess Bressler
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