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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
No Warning
No Warning
Исполнитель
Alan Riches
Alan Riches
Дополнительный вокал
Zach Amster
Zach Amster
Бас
Jesse Labovitz
Jesse Labovitz
Барабаны
Jordan Posner
Jordan Posner
Гитара
Ben Cook
Ben Cook
Вокал
Matt Delong
Matt Delong
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Zach Amster
Zach Amster
Композитор
Jesse Labovitz
Jesse Labovitz
Композитор
Jordan Posner
Jordan Posner
Композитор
Ben Cook
Ben Cook
Композитор
Matt Delong
Matt Delong
Тексты песен
Greig Nori
Greig Nori
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Pete Martinez
Pete Martinez
Ассистент инженера
Chris Rakestraw
Chris Rakestraw
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Matt Hyde
Matt Hyde
Миксинг-инженер
Ed Krautner
Ed Krautner
Инженер обработки
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Мастеринг-инженер
Greig Nori
Greig Nori
Продюсер

Слова

I feel the burning closing in around me In the middle of a world falling to my feet Just when I thought things were falling in place The ground beneath me has begun to start to fade away I never know so say it slow Tell me why do we always end up here Alone is when we let fear Control the things that aren't clear We fall down, there's no escape in hiding What's left seems to be dying 'Cause I'm so bored of trying It's bad timing Now what do I do, I don't do anything I sit around and let it all sink in It's not so bad when I don't interact And we never come in contact Vultures around me they are circling They've found my tracks I never know so say it slow Tell my why do we always end up here Alone is when we let fear Control the things that aren't clear We fall down, there's no escape in hiding What's left seems to be dying 'Cause I'm so bored of trying The timing is so bad I can't keep track, I won't turn back Can't face the facts, I fade to black I can't keep track, I won't turn back Can't face the facts, I fade to black I never know so say it slow Tell me why do we always end up here Alone is when we let fear Control the things that aren't clear We fall down, there's no escape in hiding What's left seems to be dying 'Cause I'm so bored of trying It's bad timing Walls are so thin, still boxed in Doors are closing, I can't breathe No windows no light, the flames start to bite Burning feels right, this is my fight
Writer(s): Benjamin Peter Warden Cook, Greig Nori, Zachary Amster, Jesse Aaron Labovitz, James Matthew Delong, Jordan Daniel Posner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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