Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Incubus
Incubus
Interpretação
Brandon Boyd
Brandon Boyd
Vocais
José Pasillas II
José Pasillas II
Bateria
Joel Derouin
Joel Derouin
Violino
Mario De Leon
Mario De Leon
Violino
Peter Kent
Peter Kent
Violino
Gerry Hilera
Gerry Hilera
Violino
David Stenske
David Stenske
Violino
Eve Butler
Eve Butler
Violino
Dirk Lance
Dirk Lance
Baixo
Evan Wilson
Evan Wilson
Viola
Karie Prescott
Karie Prescott
Viola
Larry Corbett
Larry Corbett
Violoncelo
Dan Smith
Dan Smith
Violoncelo
Jon Clarke
Jon Clarke
Madeiras
Suzie Katayama
Suzie Katayama
Regência
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Violão
Chris Kilmore
Chris Kilmore
Toca-discos
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Brandon Boyd
Brandon Boyd
Composição
José Pasillas II
José Pasillas II
Composição
Alex Katunich
Alex Katunich
Composição
Chris Kilmore
Chris Kilmore
Composição
José Pasillas
José Pasillas
Composição
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Incubus
Incubus
Produção
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Produção
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Engenharia (edição)
Tom Sweeney
Tom Sweeney
Engenharia (assistente)
Rick Will
Rick Will
Engenharia (mixagem)
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Engenharia (masterização)
Michael Einziger
Michael Einziger
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

[Verse 1]
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'm afraid of what I might say
I bite my tongue every time you come around
'Cause blood in my mouth beats
Blood on the ground
Oh
Oh
Yeah
[Verse 2]
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 going to start holding my breath
When you come around and flex that fake grin
'Cause something inside me has said more than twice
That breathing less air beats breathing you in, oh
[Verse 3]
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'm afraid of what I might say
I bite my tongue every time you come around
'Cause blood in my mouth beats
Blood on the ground
[Verse 4]
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 its weight in gold
From now on I'm gonna be so much more wary
When you start to speak and my warm blood starts to boil
Seeing you is like puling teeth
And hearing your voice is like chewing tin foil
Oh, yeah
[Verse 5]
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'm afraid of what I might say
I bite my tongue every time you come around
'Cause blood in my mouth beats
Blood on the ground
Oh
Oh, yeah
[Verse 6]
High fives to
A better judgement
By saying less today
I will gain more
Gain more
Low twos to you, my
My fickle friend, yeah
You've, you've, you've, you've
You've brought the art of
Silent war
[Verse 7]
I don't want to talk to you anymore
I'm afraid of what I might say
I bite my tongue every time you come around
'Cause blood in my mouth beats
Blood on the ground
Oh
Oh, yeah
Written by: Alex Katunich, Brandon Boyd, Chris Kilmore, José Pasillas, Mike Einziger
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