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The Academy Is...
The Academy Is...
Исполнитель
Adam T. Siska
Adam T. Siska
Бас
Andy Mrotek
Andy Mrotek
Барабаны
Michael Guy Chislett
Michael Guy Chislett
Гитара
Mike Carden
Mike Carden
Гитара
William Beckett
William Beckett
Бэк-вокал
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Бэк-вокал
Sofia Toufa
Sofia Toufa
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Adam T. Siska
Adam T. Siska
Композитор
Andy Mrotek
Andy Mrotek
Композитор
Michael Guy Chislett
Michael Guy Chislett
Композитор
Mike Carden
Mike Carden
Композитор
William Beckett
William Beckett
Композитор
Michael Carden
Michael Carden
Сценарист
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Ассистент инженера
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Продюсер
Karl Egsieker
Karl Egsieker
Инженер
Mark Needham
Mark Needham
Миксинг-инженер
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Мастеринг-инженер

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(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) I've got that lefty curse Where everything I do is flipped And awkwardly reversed You're seldom known and barely missed I always put myself In destructive situations I need oxygen, to be exposed Where no one goes, where no one's been When it all comes crashing (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Sing it (yeah) (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Somebody get my phone So I can throw it in a public pool And watch it float And as it's slowly sinking down Become a social ghost Inside a box, cut at the top To let some light shine in To remind me what I've done And where I've been When it all comes crashing (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Sing it (ow) (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big, big mess on our hands, on our hands Don't give in, don't give up, I'll be gone You don't look innocent enough We're too young to be critics We won't miss anything at all Don't give in, don't give up I don't look innocent with this big, big mess on I'll say something else We've got a big, big mess Oh, we've got a big, big mess Oh, we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess Now we've got a big, big mess A big, big mess (Now kick it) (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big mess on our hands tonight Sing it (ow) (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Now we've got a big, big, big, mess on our hands, on our hands Don't give in, don't give up (we've got a big, big mess) I'll be gone (a big, big mess) I don't look innocent enough We're too young to be cynics (we've got a big, big mess on our hands) We won't wish any harm at all Don't give in, don't give up (we've got a big, big mess) No one looks innocent with this big, big mess on our hands tonight When it all comes crashing
Writer(s): William Beckett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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