Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Danger Mouse
Программирование
Kennie Takahashi
Программирование
James Mercer
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
James Mercer
Автор песен
Brian Burton
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Danger Mouse
Продюсер
Kennie Takahashi
Миксинг-инженер
Todd Monfalcone
Инженер звукозаписи
Jacob Dennis
Ассистент инженера
Chris Kahn
Ассистент инженера
Stephen Marcussen
Мастеринг-инженер
Слова
This ordinary room is turning
Into something of a prison hole
And the only thing we know for certain is that
Don't nobody know
You think none of this is real
That's why you never try
So tear it down or build it up, it's the same
And on another lonely evening
When you're staying up counting omens
In the morning is it so disturbing that you
Just won't let it go
You think hurting gives you license
To do anything at all
But you gotta take your medicine
Allow your hands to lose their grip and let it fall
It's a wonder anyone can breathe here
With a smoke too thick to cough
So we're falling as we run from cover from the
Bombs we're setting off
You think hurting gives you license
To do anything at all
But you gotta take your medicine
Allow your hands to lose their grip and let it fall
Allow your hands to lose their grip and let it fall
So we watch another good day fading
How we gonna leave the hang man hanging
Girl one day, you know it all melts into air
Writer(s): Brian Burton, James Mercer
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