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Matchbox Twenty- Remedy (Black Crowes Cover)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Matchbox Twenty
Matchbox Twenty
Interprète
Brian Yale
Brian Yale
Basse
Rob Thomas
Rob Thomas
Voix principales
Kyle Cook
Kyle Cook
Chœurs
Paul Doucette
Paul Doucette
Batterie
Matt Serletic
Matt Serletic
Remixage
Greg Archilla
Greg Archilla
Remixage
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brian Yale
Brian Yale
Paroles/Composition
JOHN JOSEPH Stanley
JOHN JOSEPH Stanley
Paroles/Composition
JOHN LESLIE Goff
JOHN LESLIE Goff
Paroles/Composition
Rob Thomas
Rob Thomas
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jeff Tomei
Jeff Tomei
Ingénierie
Inc.
Inc.
Production
Matt Serletic
Matt Serletic
Production

Paroles

You've been talking for an hour, And I swear to God that I can't hear a word you say So would you come to me, come to me I get caught up and the waves of conversation they wash over me And they cover me, they cover me Should I just pack my things and leave Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around this heart And dared you to come in I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it But hurts a funny thing and it makes you stronger All is nothing in moderation It's a dirty feeling and it makes you stronger Well I believe I'm just plain tired There's a funny way your lip shakes when I know that you've been lying, And it touches me It comforts me, it comforts me I guess I should be satisfied, did you say you love me half the time Well let's settle there, we can build from there, build from there Would you be happier if I was only half the man I am You could shadow me and dare me to come in I could lie to you and say I didn't mean it But it really doesn't matter when you stop to think about it The end is coming she don't even feel it It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy Well I believe I'm just plain tired, I'm tired (oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Should I just pack my things and leave Would I be a bigger man if I built a wall around your heart And dared you to come in I can lie to you, say I didn't mean it But hurts a funny thing, hurts a funny thing The end is coming she don't even feel it It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy Well I believe I'm just plain tired, tired Well all is nothing in moderation Dirty feeling, strange sensation I believe, I believe
Writer(s): Brian Yale, John Goff, Rob Thomas, John Stanley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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