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Dirk Lance
Dirk Lance
Basse
DJ Lyfe
DJ Lyfe
Platines tourne‑disques
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brandon Boyd
Brandon Boyd
Paroles/Composition
Alex Katunich
Alex Katunich
Paroles/Composition
Gavin Koppel
Gavin Koppel
Paroles/Composition
George Alex Katunich
George Alex Katunich
Paroles/Composition
José Pasillas II
José Pasillas II
Paroles/Composition
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jim Wirt
Jim Wirt
Production
Don C. Tyler
Don C. Tyler
Ingénierie de montage
C. J. Eriksson
C. J. Eriksson
Ingénierie
Ulrich Wild
Ulrich Wild
Ingénierie
Donat Kazarinoff
Donat Kazarinoff
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Terry Date
Terry Date
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Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
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Paroles

If I had a dime for every time you walked away I could afford to not give a shit And buy a drink and drown my day But your pockets, they are empty Yea, and mine are times two So why not make an about-face And accept the love I send to you? You're never gonna be content if you don't try Try to see outside your line There you go, you did it again! You act as if there's blinders on your eyes Should I apologize If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes? Oh, did I crack your shell? When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well! Like a bottle with the cork stuck Your true ingredients trapped up inside Through the cloudy glass we catch a glimpse of you I guess the hard shell represents your pride Oh, if only it could be different We could uncover the you, you deny Between two, a small discrepancy One complicates and one simplifies You're never gonna be content if you don't try Try to see outside your line There you go, you did it again! You act as if there's blinders on your eyes Should I apologize If what I say burns your ears and stains your eyes? Oh, did I crack your shell? When it falls away, you'll see we exist as well! TAKE THOSE FUCKING BLINDERS OFF YOUR EYES! So if I had a dime for every time you walked away You could bet your bottom dollar That I'd be filthy rich by noon today
Writer(s): Jose Anthony Pasillas, Alex Katunich, David Reeves, Michael Aaron Einziger, Brandon Charles Boyd, Darryl Matthews Mcdaniels, Dwayne Simon, Joseph Ward Simmons, Gavin Koppel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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