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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Moby
Вокал
John Ashton Thomas
Программирование
Джон Пауэлл
Гитара
T.J. Lindgren
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Moby
Автор песен
Richard Hall
Композитор
David Channing
Редактор партитуры
Julian Bratolyubov
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Rob Skinnell
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Ron Vermillion
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Stuart Balcomb
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Terry Bonnell
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Zinovy Goro
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Moby
Продюсер
Tony Dawsey
Мастеринг-инженер
Dennis Sands
Миксинг-инженер
Erik D Swanson
Инженер звукозаписи
Erik Zobler
Инженер
Джон Пауэлл
Продюсер
Larry Mah
Инженер звукозаписи
Patricia Sullivan-Fourstar
Мастеринг-инженер
Robert Townson
Исполнительный продюсер
Steve Kempster
Миксинг-инженер
Tom Carlson
Инженер обработки
Слова
Extreme ways are back again
Extreme places I didn't know
I broke everything new again
Everything that I'd owned
I threw it out the windows, came along
Extreme ways I know move apart The colors of my sea
Perfect color me
Extreme ways that help me
That help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
But never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming through
Extreme worlds alone
Did you ever like it then
I would stand in line for this
There's always room in life for this
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Extreme songs that told me
They helped me down every night
I didn't have much to say
I didn't get above the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never opened
Up to anything
That could get me along
I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things to cover me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't even believe
I would stand in line for this
It's always good in life for this
Oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
All day, all day
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
(Falling apart)
It's a Monday morning, it's everywhere
Oh no I can't
All day, all day
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
All day, all day
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
All day, all day
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
All day, all day
Like it always does, always does
Writer(s): Richard Hall
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