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Bullets
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Hard Rock
Трек «Bullets» вышел в 1 января 2001 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «The Bicycle Music Company»)Weathered
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АльбомWeathered
Дата релиза1 января 2001 г.
ЛейблThe Bicycle Music Company
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM81

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
John Kurzweg
John Kurzweg
Клавишные инструменты
Mark Tremonti
Mark Tremonti
Электрогитара
Scott Stapp
Scott Stapp
Вокал
Scott Phillips
Scott Phillips
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mark Tremonti
Mark Tremonti
Автор песен
Scott Stapp
Scott Stapp
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Creed
Creed
Продюсер
John Kurzweg
John Kurzweg
Продюсер
Kirk Kelsey
Kirk Kelsey
Инженер звукозаписи
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Bobby Selvaggio
Bobby Selvaggio
Инженер звукозаписи
Ernie Hudson
Ernie Hudson
Техник гитары
Shilpa Patel
Shilpa Patel
Студийный техник
Tony Adams
Tony Adams
Техник барабанов

Слова

[Verse 1]
Walkin' around, I hear the sounds of the earth seeking relief
I'm tryin' to find a reason to live
But the mindless clutter my path
Oh, these thorns in my side
Oh, these thorns in my side
I know I have something free
I have something so alive
But I think they shoot because they want
I think they shoot 'cause they want it
I think they shoot 'cause they want it
[Verse 2]
I feel forces all around me
Come on, raise your head
Those who hide behind the shadows
Live with all that's dead
[Verse 3]
Look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head
Through my head, through my head
[Verse 4]
In my lifetime, when I'm disgraced
Jealousy and lies
I laugh aloud, 'cause my life
Has gotten inside someone else's mind
[Verse 5]
Look at me, look at me
Look at me
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head
Through my head, through my head
[Verse 6]
Hey, all I want is what's real
Somethin' I touch and can feel
I'll hold it close and never let it go
Said why? Why do we live this life with all this hate inside?
I'll give it away, 'cause I don't want it no more
Please, help me find a place, somewhere far away
Yes, I'll go, and you'll never see me again
[Verse 7]
Look at me, look at me
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head
Through my head, through my head
Look at me, look at me
At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head
Through my head, through my head
[Verse 8]
Look at me, look at me
Written by: Mark Tremonti, Scott Stapp
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