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Concerts à venir de Taproot
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Taproot
Interprète
Jarrod Montague
Batterie
Mike Dewolf
Guitare
Phil Lipscomb
Basse
StephenRichards
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Phil Lipscomb
Paroles/Composition
Jarrod Montague
Paroles/Composition
M. Dewolf
Paroles/Composition
Stephen Richards
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Tom Baker
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Toby Wright
Production
Paroles
Confusing reality
I see myself but it's not really me
How could it be? When I am me?
I guess maybe it's just a dream
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up)
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up)
Things aren't what they seem
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up)
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up)
You people are a sick joke
I don't lie in dreams
I lie in my sleep
And I don't sleep to dream
Yet everything that I see is haunting
Bad dreams controlling in this world
I see the depths of it, my toes curl
I feel so sick
I'm sick of this because I know that I'm not asleep
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up)
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up)
Things aren't what they seem
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up)
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up)
You people are a sick joke
I don't lie in dreams although
I lie in my sleep
And I don't sleep to dream
Yet everything that I see is haunting me
I don't lie in dreams although
I lie in my sleep
And I don't sleep to dream
Yet everything that I see is haunting
I don't like dreams
Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up
Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up
Come on, come on, come on, wake up
Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up
Writer(s): Andrew Wyatt, Beck Hansen, Gregory Kurstin
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