Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chris J Cain
Guitare électrique
Doc Coyle
Guitare électrique
John Boecklin
Batterie
Tommy Vext
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Boecklin
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Vext
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Sammons
Paroles/Composition
Doc Coyle
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Boecklin
Production
Tommy Vext
Production
Joseph McQueen
Ingénierie de mixage
Mark Lewis
Équipe technique des batteries
Paroles
Baptized, the mire ain't a miracle
Capsized, a secret's inconceivable
Shots fired, you did it again
Sold your soul just to get this bread
Broke down, you speaking the unspeakable
Blacked out, it went to your head
Coked out for a little advance
I'm no Me-
I'm no Messiah, one more mile
Marching through the fire killing time
I'm no Messiah, one more mile
Put this life on trial killing pride
(Like a homicide)
Downsized the story's always typical
Rolled dice, a means to an end
Snake eyes, no surprise it's fuckin' pitiful
What goes on? What's in your head?
Burnt out, the fire isn't breathable
Tricked out to delusional fans
No doubt that your ego's unbelievable
You're no Me-
You're no Messiah, one more mile
Marching through the fire killing time
You're no Messiah, one more mile
Put this life on trial killing pride
(Like a homicide)
Baby when your love goes black
You needing a reality check
Baby when your love goes black
Baby when your love goes
Baby when your love goes black
Baby when your love goes black
Baby when your love goes black
You need some reality
You're no Messiah, one more mile
Marching through the fire killing time
You're no Messiah, one more mile
Put this life on trial killing pride
(Like a homicide)
Baby when your love goes black (Goes black)
Baby when your love goes black (Black)
Baby when your love goes black (Goes black)
You need some reality, reality check
Writer(s): John Boecklin, Brandon Sammons, Marlon Coyle, Tommy Vext
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com