Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brad Heald
Bass Guitar
Hamish Rosser
Drums
Andrew Stockdale
Vocals
Wolfmother
Performer
Chris Cester
Drums
Juulz Driessen
Keyboards
Jason Hill
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Cester
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Lewallen
Recording Engineer
Andrew Edgson
Recording Engineer
Jason Hill
Producer
Tekst Utworu
There's no room in this city
Smokestacks burned my house, ain't pretty
Show me you're down to watch
And I will tell you 'bout what you've begun
Most days my nose is bloody
Most days I just think it's funny
I sail across the oceans
And I fly into the night
I'm coming out
Of the darkness
To chase the feeling
Chase the feeling
To chase the feeling
Just gimme the feeling
Do you feel the angels, sonny?
They got a suitcase full of money
Got tickets for the show if you want
Something to believe in
It's time, so get running
I don't care if the end is coming
I sail across the oceans
And I fly into the night
I'm coming out
Of the darkness
To chase the feeling
Chase the feeling
To chase the feeling
Just gimme the feeling
Am I out of my mind?
Should've seen the signs
Where I'm going but I've been here before
Now I'm coming out of the darkness
To chase the feeling
Chase the feeling (chase the feeling)
To chase the feeling
To chase the feeling
To chase the feeling
Just gimme the feeling
Writer(s): Andrew James Stockdale, Christopher James Cester, Jason Staehler Hill
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