Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Acey Slade
Acey Slade
Guitare rythmique
James Root
James Root
Guitare principale
Joey Jordison
Joey Jordison
Batterie
Keith Caputo
Keith Caputo
Chant
Matt Baumbach
Matt Baumbach
Guitare rythmique
Tom Niemeyer
Tom Niemeyer
Guitare rythmique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Joey Jordison
Joey Jordison
Composition
Mina Caputo
Mina Caputo
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Joey Jordison
Joey Jordison
Production
Colin Richardson
Colin Richardson
Ingénierie de mixage
Monte Conner
Monte Conner
Production déléguée

Paroles

Just what in the world has come over you Is it some kind of game you're playin' with me Fed up, tired and lonely Gonna run away and hide Was riding, tryin' to get to heaven Was riding down the road feeling bad Left me standing in the doorway cryin' 'Til my eyes begin to bleed Just when the world has come over you Shall I hold you close or let you go by Just what in the hell has come over you Is it some kind of game you're playin' with me Blind Tired Blind You left your feelings out there hanging Just don't know what I'm gonna do It's just a game, it's the same old story This kind of love could you ever be true You left me standing in the doorway cryin' I'd give anything to be with you Just when the world has come over you Shall I hold you close or let you go by Just what in the hell has come over you Is it some kind of game you're playin' Just standing in the doorway cryin' Gonna run away and hide Got no place left to turn Is the love in your heart turning You left me standing in the doorway cryin' Just when the world has come over you Shall I hold you close or let you go by Just what in the hell has come over you Is it some kind of game you're playin' Just when the world has come over you Shall I hold you close or let you go by Just what in the hell has come over you Is it some kind of game you're playin' with me Blind Tired Blind Tired Blind Tired Blind
Writer(s): Nathan Jordison, Keith Caputo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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