Clip vidéo

The Distillers - Die On a Rope
Regarder le vidéoclip de {trackName} par {artistName}

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Brody Dalle
Brody Dalle
Chant
Ryan Sinn
Ryan Sinn
Basse
Andy Granelli
Andy Granelli
Batterie
Tony Bradley
Tony Bradley
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brody Dalle
Brody Dalle
Composition
The Distillers
The Distillers
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jon Dunne
Jon Dunne
Ingénierie
Tom Whalley
Tom Whalley
Production déléguée
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Gil Norton
Gil Norton
Production
Bradley Cook
Bradley Cook
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die on a rope? Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die? I wish that you didn't love me no more I've been dead for years I wish that you didn't own me no more I've been here before Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die on a rope? Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die? No, I won't! Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die on a rope? Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die? I want to draw the blood from your neck Spill the lies in your bed I will give you a holy white rose Cut the tongue from your head, yeah, yeah, yeah Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die on a rope? Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die? No, I won't! Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die on a rope? Tell me something, tell me stupid Will I die, will I die? I belong to a line of red scent Teach the heart to reflect The wound is wise for primal black eyes A scarlet letter in my chest, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Brody Armstrong, Brody Dalle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out