Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Apocalyptica
Apocalyptica
Violoncelle
Lacey
Lacey
Interprète
Perttu Kivilaakso
Perttu Kivilaakso
Violoncelle
Mikko Siren
Mikko Siren
Batterie
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Claviers
Lacey Sturm
Lacey Sturm
Chant
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Eicca Toppinen
Eicca Toppinen
Composition
Guy Sigsworth
Guy Sigsworth
Composition
Fiora
Fiora
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Barresi
Joe Barresi
Ingénierie de mixage
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Production
Mike Plotnikoff
Mike Plotnikoff
Ingénierie de prise de son
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Ingénierie
Jon Nicholson
Jon Nicholson
Équipe technique des batteries
Paul DeCarli
Paul DeCarli
Ingénierie de montage

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Too late, this is not the answer
I need to pack it in
I can't pull your heart together
With just my voice alone
A thousand shards of glass
I came to meet you in
You cut the piece out of me
[PreChorus]
And as you ripped it all apart
That's when I turned to watch you
And as the light in you went dark
I saw you turn to shadow
If you would salvage some part of you that once knew love
But I'm losing this, and I'm losing you
[Chorus]
Oh, I've gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh, I've gotta save my blood
From all that you've broken
Pack up these pieces of me
[Verse 2]
It's too late now to stop the process
This was your choice, you let it in
This double life you lead
Is eating you up from within
A thousand shards of glass
You pushed beneath my skin
And left me lying there to bleed
[PreChorus]
And as you showed me your scars
I only held you closer
But as the light in you went dark
I saw you turning over
I wanted always to be there for you and close to you
But I'm losing this, and I'm losing you
[Chorus]
Oh, I've gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh, I've gotta save my blood
From all that you've broken
Pack up these pieces of me
[Verse 3]
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces
[Bridge]
Maybe without me, you'll return to all the beauty I once knew
But if I stay, I know we will both be drowned
By your holding onto me
[Chorus]
Oh, I've gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh, I've gotta save my blood
From all that you've broken
Pack up these pieces of me
[Outro]
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me
Written by: Eicca Toppinen, Fiora, Guy Sigsworth
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