Titres les plus populaires de Slipknot
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chris Fehn
Percussion
Corey Taylor
Voix principales
Craig Jones
Échantillonneur
Joey Jordison
Batterie
Mick Thomson
Guitare
Paul Gray
Basse
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percussion
Sid Wilson
Platines tourne‑disques
James Root
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Fehn
Paroles/Composition
Corey Taylor
Paroles/Composition
Craig Jones
Paroles/Composition
Joey Jordison
Paroles/Composition
Mick Thomson
Paroles/Composition
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Paroles/Composition
Paul Gray
Paroles/Composition
James Root
Paroles/Composition
Sidney George Wilson (Jr)(Dj Starscream)
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Slipknot
Production
Steve Sisco
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Fraser
Ingénierie
George Marino
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andy Wallace
Ingénierie de mixage
Ross Robinson
Production
Paroles
Eight-seven-six-six-six-five-four-three-two-one, zero
Yeah
I'm a pop star threat, and I'm not dead yet
Got a super dread bet with an angel drug head
Like a dead beat winner, I wanna be a sinner
An idolized bang for the industry killer
A hideous man that you don't understand
Throw a suicide party, and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap
It's evilsonic, it's pornoholic
Breakdowns, obscenities, it's all I wanna be
If you're five-five-five, then I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
But if you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
Everybody's so infatuated
Everybody's so completely sure of what we are
Everybody defamates from miles away
But face to face, they haven't got a thing to say
I bleed for this, and I bleed for you
Still, you look in my face like I'm somebody new
Toy, nobody wants anything I've got
Which is fine because you're made of everything I'm not
If you're five-five-five, then I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
But if you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic
Yeah
Heretic
Yeah
Thirty seconds, sixteen, eight, four, let me tell you why
I haven't the slightest, I'm teaching your brightest
They're listening, clamoring
All the money in the world can't buy me
Go ahead, lie to me
Tell me again how you're tortured
I wanna know how you followed your orders so well
You're full of shit, you had a dream, but this ain't it
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
If you're five-five-five, I'm six-six-six
What's it like to be a heretic?
Heretic
Yeah
Writer(s): Paul Gray, James Root, Corey Taylor, Sidney Wilson, Michael Crahan, Christopher Fehn, Craig Jones, Nathan Jordison, Mickael Thomson
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