Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Head Wound City
Head Wound City
Interprète
Gabe Serbian
Gabe Serbian
Batterie
Nick Zinner
Nick Zinner
Guitare électrique
Justin Pearson
Justin Pearson
Guitare basse
Cody Votolato
Cody Votolato
Guitare électrique
Jordan Blilie
Jordan Blilie
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Gabe Serbian
Gabe Serbian
Paroles/Composition
Nick Zinner
Nick Zinner
Paroles/Composition
Justin Pearson
Justin Pearson
Paroles/Composition
Cody Votolato
Cody Votolato
Paroles/Composition
Jordan Blilie
Jordan Blilie
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ross Robinson
Ross Robinson
Production

Paroles

We're picking up all that we can take
We're carving out all that we can scrape
And if you see me coming, baby, better turn your back
I'm the meanest pest in this race of rats
Every day we rise
It's a cold life to a warm grave
Every day we rise
Cold life
The flowers of our love have wilted, died
Our promises have melted into lies
Time's tracing circles, I can see them in your face
The sky will shatter with a single scrape
Every day we rise
It's a cold life to a warm grave
Every day we rise
Cold life
Now we're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
Take zero from zero and split the rest
A heart for a hole, a hole for a head
Traded our future for the present tense
Burned out our eyes just to catch a glimpse
Cold life
Warm grave
Cold life
Warm grave
Cold life
Cold life
Now we're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside out
We're scraping from the inside
Written by: Cody Votolato, Gabe Serbian, Jordan Blilie, Justin Pearson, Nicholas Joseph Zinner, Nick Zinner
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