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Pat Monahan
Pat Monahan
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Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Гитара
Jimmy Stafford
Jimmy Stafford
Гитара
Scott Underwood
Scott Underwood
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Amund Björklund
Amund Björklund
Программирование
Jerry Becker
Jerry Becker
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Hector Maldonado
Hector Maldonado
Бас-гитара
Brad Magers
Brad Magers
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Pat Monahan
Pat Monahan
Автор песен
Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Автор песен
Amund Björklund
Amund Björklund
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Инженер звукозаписи
Amund Björklund
Amund Björklund
Инженер звукозаписи
Espionage
Espionage
Продюсер
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Сопродюсер
Francis Murray
Francis Murray
Инженер звукозаписи
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Инженер звукозаписи
Joby J. Ford
Joby J. Ford
Дополнительный инженер
John Sinclair
John Sinclair
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Matthew Colecchi
Matthew Colecchi
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Nathan Winter
Nathan Winter
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Mark Endert
Mark Endert
Миксинг-инженер
Doug Johnson
Doug Johnson
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
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Stewart Whitmore
Stewart Whitmore
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Слова

My heart is paralyzed My head was oversized I'll take the high road like I should You said, "It's meant to be" That, "It's not you, it's me" You're leaving now for my own good That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are, I'm gonna say She went down in an airplane, fried getting suntanned Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes She met a shark underwater, fell and no one caught her I returned everything I ever bought her Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies And ways to say you died My pride still feels the sting You were my everything Someday I'll find a love like yours (a love like yours) She'll think I'm Superman Not super minivan How could you leave on Yom Kippur? That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are, I'm gonna say She was caught in a mudslide, eaten by a lion Got run over by a crappy purple Scion Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes She dried up in the desert, drowned in a hot tub Danced to death at an east side nightclub Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies And ways to say you died Oh Oh Oh I wanna live a thousand lives with you I wanna be the one you're dying to love But you don't want to That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are, I'm gonna say That's cool, but if my friends ask where you are, I'm gonna say She went down in an airplane, fried getting suntanned Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes She met a shark underwater, fell and no one caught her I returned everything I ever bought her Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies She was caught in a mudslide, eaten by a lion Got run over by a crappy purple Scion Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes She dried up in the desert, drowned in a hot tub Danced to death at an east side nightclub Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies And ways to say you died
Writer(s): Espen Lind, Amund Bjorklund, Pat Monahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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