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Fate
819
Pop
Fate foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 1999 por Attack Attack Records como parte do álbum ...& Nobody Else (Live)
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Data de lançamento1 de janeiro de 1999
SeloAttack Attack Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM125

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
New Model Army
New Model Army
Interpretação
Justin Sullivan
Justin Sullivan
Vocais, Violão, Teclados
Robert Heaton
Robert Heaton
Bateria, Violão, Vocal de apoio
Nelson
Nelson
Vocal de apoio, Violão, Baixo
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Justin Sullivan
Justin Sullivan
Composição, Letra
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Niko Bolas
Niko Bolas
Produção
Dave Collins
Dave Collins
Engenharia (edição)
Dave Ruckanan
Dave Ruckanan
Engenharia
Andrea Wright
Andrea Wright
Engenharia (assistente)
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Engenharia (mixagem)
Tim Young
Tim Young
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

I put my hand into the roaring flames
I felt the pain as it started to burn
I've done the same thing over and over again
As if I never ever wanted to learn
Moving through the world at obsession speed
Leave a dust trail crossing the land
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get me if you can
I'm a master at the art of how to kill
I kill the things that I love the best
There's blood on the walls of my home
Packed with a coward's kiss
A love letter's a key that unlocks the door
But you never know what's waiting behind
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get me if you can
Screaming in the wind, screaming in the rain
Screaming in the face of the storm
Howling out in the wood sack
With the waves crashing down into foam
To feel something without a weakness
She batters me down into the sand
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get me if you can
Now I understand what they told me those years ago
How the stakes get higher and higher the further that you go
It's a bad time to look for forgiveness
It's a bad time for searching for hope
The wall came down in a thousand pieces
Now everybody's building their own
Disillusioned little children of the western world
Time hangs heavy in our hands
We cry out in our fury to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can
We're crying out in our pride to the gods of fate
Come on and get us if you can
I'm crying out to the gods that couldn't care less
Come and get me if you can
Written by: Justin Sullivan
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