Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
Platines tourne‑disques
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Chant
Jackson Bandeira
Jackson Bandeira
Guitare
Marcello D. Rapp
Marcello D. Rapp
Basse
Max Cavalera
Max Cavalera
Chant
Roy Mayorga
Roy Mayorga
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Max Cavalera
Max Cavalera
Paroles/Composition
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Ross Robinson
Ross Robinson
Production
George Marino
George Marino
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Richard Kaplan
Richard Kaplan
Ingénierie
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

What goes around comes around What goes around comes around What goes around comes around, you better realize You kill life, you kill life - Why? Why? I see your eyes, I see your lies I see you hide, inside What goes around comes around, now it's your time How long can you lie? How long can you hide? How long can you live with your soulbleed? How long can you live with your soul... Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Go! What goes around comes around, no more lies You kill life, you kill life - Why? Why? I see a mother cry I see a brother cry What goes around comes around, now it's your time How long can you lie? How long can you hide? How long can you live with your soulbleed? How long can you live with your soul... Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Fuckin' bleed... Bring it on Bring it (Bleed!) I'll make you bleed and you're bleeding now (Bleed!) I'll make you bleed and you're bleeding now (Bleed!) I'll make you bleed and you're bleeding now (Bleed!) Muthafucka I got my pride and that's all I need I'll make you bleed with another blow without the radio Don't take advantage of this process You might have to digest a blade made for your ass to fade I'm living on instinct Never think when I'm rushin', bones crushin' When I put your sorry ass in a package You piece of shit, sealed and delivered from a savage And now you sweat because you're goin' down You envious clown, fuckin' bleed Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) - Fuck it Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed), Bleed (Bleed) - Oh shit
Writer(s): William Frederick Durst, Massimiliano A. Cavalera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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