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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Stills
The Stills
Interprète
Oliver Crowe
Oliver Crowe
Basse
Werner F.
Werner F.
Programmation
Dave Hamelin
Dave Hamelin
Guitare
Tim Fletcher
Tim Fletcher
Chant
Greg Paquet
Greg Paquet
Guitare principale
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Werner F.
Werner F.
Ingénierie de mixage
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Gus van Go
Gus van Go
Production

Paroles

I stumble out of a nightclub thinking Animals and insects don't do drugs I think i'll go out and act like i'm celibate Jingle bells and a christmas choir Softly kick a dog in the teeth But he can't beat me down Bloods streaming from my palms and my feet I'll bring the heavens down screaming with me Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Shake my cutie pie fist at a waitress When i'm sick of the way that i've been I think i'll go out and act anti-celibate And throw grenades at a christmas choir Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god
Writer(s): David Alexandre Hamelin, Gregory Paquet, Timothy David Fletcher, Olivier Corbeil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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