Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Max Collins
Max Collins
Chant
Jon Siebels
Jon Siebels
Guitare
Tony Fagenson
Tony Fagenson
Batterie
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Max Collins
Max Collins
Composition
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Composition
Jon Siebels
Jon Siebels
Composition
Tony Fagenson
Tony Fagenson
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Production
Zak Belica
Zak Belica
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Seymour
John Seymour
Assistance d’ingénierie
Doug Trantow
Doug Trantow
Assistance d’ingénierie
Billy Joe Bowers
Billy Joe Bowers
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Burton
John Burton
Assistance d’ingénierie
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothin' Wanna put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you I burn, burn like a wicker cabinet Chalk white and oh-so-frail I see our time has gotten stale The tick-tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I wanna tear it off the wall I hear words in clips and phrases I think sick like ginger ale My stomach turns and I exhale I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothin' Wanna put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you So-Cal is where my mind states But it's not my state of mind I'm not as ugly, sad as you Or am I origami Folded up and just pretend Demented as the motives in your head I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothin' but faith in nothin' Wanna put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through with you (Rendezvous) I alone am the one you don't know you need Take heed, feed your ego Make me blind when your eyes close Sink when you get close, tie me to the bedpost I alone am the one you don't know you need You don't know you need me Make me blind when your eyes close Tie me to the bedpost I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds The lack thereof would leave me empty inside Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothing but faith in nothing Wanna put my tender heart in a blender Watch it spin 'round to a beautiful oblivion Rendezvous, then I'm through, now I'm through with you Through with you Rendezvous, then I'm through with you
Writer(s): Bryan Adams, Gretchen Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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