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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
American Football
American Football
Исполнитель
Miya Folick
Miya Folick
Ведущий вокал
Nate Kinsella
Nate Kinsella
Бас-гитара
Mike Kinsella
Mike Kinsella
Электрогитара
Steve Holmes
Steve Holmes
Электрогитара
Brian Wilkie
Brian Wilkie
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
David Roback
David Roback
Автор песен
Hope Sandoval
Hope Sandoval
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Nate Kinsella
Nate Kinsella
Продюсер
Stephen Shirk
Stephen Shirk
Инженер звукозаписи
John Agnello
John Agnello
Миксинг-инженер
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Мастеринг-инженер
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

I wanna hold the hand inside you I wanna take the breath that's true I look to you and I see nothing I look to you to see the truth You live your life, you go in shadows You'll come apart and you'll go black Some kind of night into your darkness Colors your eyes with what's not there Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think it's strange, you never knew A stranger's light comes on slowly A stranger's heart without a home You put your hands into your head And then its smiles cover your heart You live your life, you go in shadows You'll come apart and you'll go black Some kind of night into your darkness Colors your eyes with what's not there Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think it's strange you never knew Fade into you Strange you never knew Fade into you I think it's strange, you never knew I think it's strange, you'll never know
Writer(s): Hope Sandoval, David Roback Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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