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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Synthétiseur
Jacob Fink
Jacob Fink
Basse
Mark Pontius
Mark Pontius
Batterie
Isom Innis
Isom Innis
Chœurs
Sean Cimino
Sean Cimino
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Paroles/Composition
Mark Foster
Mark Foster
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paul Epworth
Paul Epworth
Production
Matthew Wiggins
Matthew Wiggins
Ingénierie de prise de son
Joseph Hartwell Jones
Joseph Hartwell Jones
Assistance d’ingénierie
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Ingénierie de mixage
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Martin Cooke
Martin Cooke
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Nicolas Fournier
Nicolas Fournier
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Bo Hill
Bo Hill
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Faded and worn at the seams A psychotropic wanderlust, sick and laughing Their words bear their teeth into the wall I promised I would rid the world of feral animals See you smiling with your feet up like your hero's You'd offer yourself to save your reputation Strong and fearless and deprived just like your heroes Are you sharpening your sword, well you'll fade out anyway Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my faith? All the promises you made never realized Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my strength? All the promises you made never realized Fill the air with what you like Another weekend massacre of opinion Don't be afraid of the knife, sometimes you have To cut the limb to survive I see you smiling with your feet up like your heroes You'd offer yourself to save your reputation Strong and fearless and deprived just like your heroes Are you sharpening your sword, well you'll bleed out anyway Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my faith? All the promises you made never realized Why'd you say Why'd you say that you'd come right back for my love, for my strength? All the promises you made never realized You got to love the madness of the feeling Don't have to rush the freshness of beginning You got to get back up and face your demons Don't ever be afraid of starting over
Writer(s): Mark Foster, Paul Epworth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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