Crédits
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Kyle Meredith
Paroles/Composition
Aaron Branham
Paroles/Composition
Cameron Harden
Paroles/Composition
Austin Armstrong
Paroles/Composition
Paroles
Jaded
Black cloud above my head
The shit that you love
I'll rip it away
Until that debt is repaid
Back in blood is how it's supposed to be
Well let us get one thing straight
An eye for an eye
Is the only thing I've ever seen
What's gone is gone
Carry all the dead weight to my place
I guess hell is what you make it
And I feel
Right at home
But home is never enough
As close as they come
One by one
Something like pulling teeth
I'll wait and I'll wait
Till I'm knocking at your fucking gates
I'll smile and wave
With all the dead weight on my face
I guess hell is what you make it
And I feel
Right at home
But home is never enough
Back in blood is how it's supposed be
Well let us get one thing straight
Back in blood
I guess hell is what you make it
So I'll feel
Right at home
When home has nothing to give
Writer(s): James Meredith
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