Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
L.A. Guns
L.A. Guns
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Michael Thomas Cripps
Michael Thomas Cripps
Composição
Tracii Richard Guns
Tracii Richard Guns
Composição
Kelly Nickels
Kelly Nickels
Composição
Philip Lewis
Philip Lewis
Composição
Steve Riley
Steve Riley
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Michael James Jackson
Michael James Jackson
Produção

Letra

(Wo, se, sin)
(Oh-ooh-oh)
(Ooh-ooh-ah-ah)
(Okay)
Yeah!
Yeah, I got the music cranking
Japanese TV
My head is full of jasmine smoke
That I can hardly breathe
Turquoise dragons slip and slide
Sliding down my back
I'm standing on this cold, thin ice
And I'm about to crack
And I'm over, I'm over
Over, over the edge
Over, over, I'm over
Over the edge
Seven candles burn so bright
Full moon behind a veil
The ocean crashing in my head
Outside the sirens wail
Jet black is my dirty hair
Jet black my heart and car
My lips are red, my skin snow white
My face is battle scarred
And I'm over, I'm over
Over, over the edge
Over, I'm over, over
Over the edge
I no longer feel the pain
No longer feel my love
Just the air conditioner
And the help from the Lord above
Spittin' up pieces of my broken heart
My eyes work like a radar
I'm lyin' in the afterglow
How'd I get this far?
And I'm over, I'm over
Over, over the edge
Over, I'm over, over
Over the edge, ooh, yeah
Over, I'm over, over
Over the edge
Over, I'm over, over
Over the edge
(Over, over)
Over, oh, oh, oh, oh, over the edge
(Over, over)
Over, I'm over, over the edge
Written by: Kelly Nickels, Michael Thomas Cripps, Philip Lewis, Steve Riley, Tracii Richard Guns
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