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Fear Is the Key (2015 Remaster)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Ведущий вокал
Janick Gers
Janick Gers
Гитара
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Бас
Nicko McBrain
Nicko McBrain
Барабаны
Dave Murray
Dave Murray
Гитара
Michael Kenney
Michael Kenney
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Автор песен
Janick Gers
Janick Gers
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mick McKenna
Mick McKenna
Ассистент инженера
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Продюсер
Martin Birch
Martin Birch
Продюсер
Ade Emsley
Ade Emsley
Мастеринг-инженер
Tony Newton
Tony Newton
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

We live our lives in fever In a choking sweat of fear In the heat of the night you can feel so much In the heat of the night I scream "Don't touch!" I remember a time when we used and abused And we fought all our battles in vain I remember a time we thought that passion was free In the heat of the night body is a flame We live in fever... I hear your secret heartbeat I can hear your silent cries The kids have lost their freedom And nobody cares 'til somebody famous dies I remember a time when we used and abused And we fought all our battles in vain I remember a time we thought that passion was free In the heat of the night body is a flame Fever ... we live in fever Now we live in a world of insanity Fear is the key to what you want to be You don't get a say the majority gets it's way You're outnumbered by the bastards till the day you die I hear your silent heartbeat I hear your silent cries Ohhh your just in lies lies and lies The kids have lost their fredom and nobody cares till somebody famous dies... Keep telling lies and lies and lies and lies and lies and lies and lies I remember the time when we used and abused Ah was just lies I remember the time we thought that passion was free Ah was just lies and lies and lies and lies and lies and lies and lies Hear the night We live in fever Now we live in a world of insanity Fear is the key to what you want to be You don't get a say the majority gets it's way You're outnumbered by the bastards till the day you die...
Writer(s): Paul Bruce Dickinson, Janick Gers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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