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Crawling Back to You
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INTERPRÉTATION
Tommy Barbarella
Tommy Barbarella
Claviers
Fafu
Fafu
Programmation
Ken Chastain
Ken Chastain
Percussion
Michael Bland
Michael Bland
Batterie
Greg Suran
Greg Suran
Guitare
AJ McLean
AJ McLean
Chant
Brian T. Littrell
Brian T. Littrell
Chant
Howie Dorough
Howie Dorough
Chant
Kevin Richardson
Kevin Richardson
Chant
Nick Carter
Nick Carter
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Blair Daly
Blair Daly
Paroles/Composition
Chris Farren
Chris Farren
Paroles/Composition
DALY, ERIC BLAIR
DALY, ERIC BLAIR
Paroles/Composition
John Christopher Farren
John Christopher Farren
Paroles/Composition
Tommy Barbarella
Tommy Barbarella
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Fields
John Fields
Production
Steven Miller
Steven Miller
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Testa
Chris Testa
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Beckley
Matt Beckley
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Ondrasik
John Ondrasik
Production déléguée
Mark Kiczula
Mark Kiczula
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Ingénierie de mastérisation

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Everybody knows that I was such a fool To ever let go of you but baby I was wrong And yeah, I know I said, we'd be better off alone It was time that we moved on, I know, I broke your heart I didn't mean to break your heart but baby, here I am Banging on your front door My pride's spilled on the floor My hands and knees are bruised And I'm crawling back to you Begging for a second chance Are you gonna let me in? I was running from the truth And now I'm crawling back to you I know you're in there and you can make me wait But I'm not gonna wait, it's the least that I can do Just to tell you face to face, I was lying to myself Now I'm dying in this hell, girl, I know you're mad I can't blame you for being mad but baby, here I am Banging on your front door My pride's spilled on the floor My hands and knees are bruised And now I'm crawling back to you Begging for a second chance Are you gonna let me in? I was running from the truth And now I'm crawling back to you If you could see these tears I'm crying Touch these hands that can't stop shaking Hear my heart that's barely beating You would see a different man but baby, here I am Banging on your front door My pride's spilled on the floor My hands and knees are bruised And I'm crawling back to you Begging for a second chance Are you gonna let me in? I was running from the truth Now I'm crawling back to you Banging on your front door My pride's spilled on the floor I was running from the truth Now I'm crawling back to you Yeah, now I'm crawling back to you Crawling back to you Crawling back to you Crawling back to you
Writer(s): Christopher A. Daughtry, Marti Frederickson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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