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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Caleb Followill
Caleb Followill
Chant
Nathan Followill
Nathan Followill
Batterie
Matthew Followill
Matthew Followill
Guitare
Jared Followill
Jared Followill
Basse
Liam O'Neil
Liam O'Neil
Orgue Hammond
Angelo Petraglia
Angelo Petraglia
Piano Wurlitzer
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Caleb Followill
Caleb Followill
Paroles/Composition
Nathan Followill
Nathan Followill
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Followill
Matthew Followill
Paroles/Composition
Jared Followill
Jared Followill
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Angelo Petraglia
Angelo Petraglia
Production
Jacquire King
Jacquire King
Production
Brad Bivens
Brad Bivens
Ingénieries complémentaires
Robert Mallory
Robert Mallory
Assistance d’ingénierie
Brent Rawlings
Brent Rawlings
Ingénierie
Mike Rooney
Mike Rooney
Assistance d’ingénierie
Richard Dodd
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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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