Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Caleb Followill
Chant
Nathan Followill
Batterie
Matthew Followill
Guitare
Jared Followill
Basse
Liam O'Neil
Orgue Hammond
Angelo Petraglia
Piano Wurlitzer
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Caleb Followill
Paroles/Composition
Nathan Followill
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Followill
Paroles/Composition
Jared Followill
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Angelo Petraglia
Production
Jacquire King
Production
Brad Bivens
Ingénieries complémentaires
Robert Mallory
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brent Rawlings
Ingénierie
Mike Rooney
Assistance d’ingénierie
Richard Dodd
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Single book of matches
Gonna burn what's standing in the way
Roaring down the mountain
Now they're calling on the fire brigade
Bury all the pictures
And tell the kids that I'm ok
If'n I'm forgotten, you'll remember me for today
I, I won't ever be your cornerstone
I, I
All the black inside me
Is slowly seeping from the bone
Everything I cherish
Is slowly dying or it's gone
Little shaken babies
And drunkards seem to all agree
Once the show gets started
It's bound to be a sight to see
I, I won't ever be your cornerstone
I, I don't want to be here holding on
I, I won't ever be your cornerstone
I, I
Watch her roll
Can you feel it?
Watch her roll
Can you feel it?
Watch her roll
Can you feel it?
Watch her roll
Can you feel it?
I, I won't ever be your cornerstone
I, I don't want to be here holding on (Watch her roll, can you feel it?)
I, I won't ever be your cornerstone (Watch her roll)
I, I
Writer(s): Ivan Nathan Followill, Jared Followill, Matthew Followill, Anthony Caleb Followill
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