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Blood on the Ground
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Boyd
Brandon Boyd
Vocals
José Pasillas II
José Pasillas II
Drums
David Stenske
David Stenske
Violin
Dirk Lance
Dirk Lance
Bass Guitar
Larry Corbett
Larry Corbett
Cello
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Guitar
Chris Kilmore
Chris Kilmore
Turntables
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Boyd
Brandon Boyd
Songwriter
José Pasillas II
José Pasillas II
Songwriter
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Songwriter
Alex Katunich
Alex Katunich
Songwriter
Chris Kilmore
Chris Kilmore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Incubus
Incubus
Producer
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Producer
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Editing Engineer
Tom Sweeney
Tom Sweeney
Assistant Engineer
Rick Will
Rick Will
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Recording Engineer

Songteksten

I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm afraid of what I might say I bite my tongue everytime you come around Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground Hand over my heart I swear I've tried everything I could Within all my power two weeks and one hour I slaved and now I've got nothing to show Oh if only you'd grow taller than a brick wall From now on I'm gonna start holding my breath When you come around and you flex that fake grin Cause something inside of me has said more than twice That breathing less air beats breathing you in I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm afraid of what I might say I bite my tongue everytime you come around Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground Hand over my mouth I'm earning the right to my silence In quiet discerning between ego and timing Good judgement is once again proving to me that it's Still worth it's weight in gold So from now on I'm gonna be so much more wary When you start to speak and my warm blood starts to boil That seeing you is like pulling teeth And hearing your voice is like chewing tin foil I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm afraid of what I might say I bite my tongue everytime you come around Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground High fives to a better judgement By saying less today, I will gain more Low twos to you my fickle friend Who brought the art of silent war I don't want to talk to you anymore I'm afraid of what I might say I bite my tongue everytime you come around Cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground
Writer(s): Michael Aaron Einziger, Alex Katunich, Jose Anthony Pasillas, Brandon Charles Boyd, Christopher E Kilmore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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