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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Post
Robert Post
Guitar
Tor Bjarne Bjelland
Tor Bjarne Bjelland
Drums
Alf Egil Aukan
Alf Egil Aukan
Bass Guitar
Jeremy Shaw
Jeremy Shaw
Keyboards
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Hedges
Mike Hedges
Producer
Ger McDonnell
Ger McDonnell
Engineer
Oliver Henshell
Oliver Henshell
Engineer
Matthieu Clouard
Matthieu Clouard
Engineer
Sam Edwards
Sam Edwards
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

There's a place he knows Where horrible stories grow old It's in a house that mummy sold Inside a door he knows Where secrets are left to grow Up from the basement and through the floor And it's true that he doesn't believe That a better set of days will come Silence makes him sick Silence makes him sick And he wonders why it's all like this He never leaves the playground Doesn't wanna be seen around Not before this ghost he knows is found And it's true that he doesn't believe That a better set of days will come Silence makes him sick Silence makes him sick And he wonders why it's all like this
Writer(s): Robert Fylling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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