Músicas semelhantes
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Air Traffic
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Wall
Composer
David Ryan Jordan
Composer
James Maddock
Composer
Tom Pritchard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adrian Bushby
Mixing Engineer
David Kosten
Producer
Guy Massey
Recording Engineer
Letra
You took the sun from the hole in the sky
And then place it in my little hand
Oh what a rush just to be in control
It's like nothing you could understand
But this time I'm not gonna let it go
This time, I want everyone to know
You're a fool, you're wrong,
I believe in myself,
I believe in myself this time
So come on, come on,
Can we break this place apart?
Come on, come on,
To me.
The taste of blood like a spear in my side
It's no wonder I'm a driven soul
Why do you think I just lie here and get fucked
While you tell me that I'm undersold
You should be scared, I'm your innermost desire
I'm a spark to set the truth on fire
Yes I am, I'm here, I'm the antichrist
I'll be leaving alive, I'll be leaving alive.
So come on, come on,
Can we break this place apart?
Come on, come on,
To me.
Come on come on,
Can we break this place apart?
Come on come on,
To me
I struggle to my knees
Struggle to my knees
Aaaahhhhh
I'm getting to my feet
I'm getting to my feet
You should be calling my name
You should be calling my name
You should be calling my name
You should be calling my
So come on, come on,
Can we break this place apart?
Come on, come on,
To me.
Come on come on,
Can we break this place apart?
Come on come on,
To me
Writer(s): David Jordan, James Maddock, Tom Pritchard, Christopher Wall
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