Видео

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Used
The Used
Исполнитель
Bert McCracken
Bert McCracken
Фортепиано
Branden Steineckert
Branden Steineckert
Барабаны
Jeph Howard
Jeph Howard
Бас-гитара
Quinn Allman
Quinn Allman
Гитара
Danny Lohner
Danny Lohner
Программирование
Josh Eustis
Josh Eustis
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Branden Steineckert
Branden Steineckert
Автор песен
Jeph Howard
Jeph Howard
Автор песен
Quinn Allman
Quinn Allman
Автор песен
Bert McCracken
Bert McCracken
Автор песен
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Продюсер
Anthony Wesley Catalano
Anthony Wesley Catalano
Инженер обработки

Слова

This poison's my intoxication I broke the needle off in my skin Picked the scabs and pick the bleeding And assumed that it was all in vain A positive scab that's never healing Calloused hit me in the face A burning that's so misleading Poison's more potent now with the flame Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing The fire department couldn't drown the city They didn't even try to wash it clean And what did you think that I was sober? And put me out 'cause I'm on fucking fire A positive scab that's never healing Regret that I kept this clean The most that I can do for you is keep on lying It's not a lie if you can let it sing Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing Oh, oh, oh, oh, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, sing You might wanna sing You might wanna sing You might wanna sing or scream it This poison's my intoxication I broke the needle off in my skin Picked the scabs and picked the bleeding Yeah, assume that it was all in vain Let it bleed And take the red for what it's worth, whoa Watch the fire Momma, fill your lungs with smoke for the last time If you feel like dying, if you feel like dying If you feel like dying, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, ha, you might wanna sing Ha, ha, you might wanna sing You might wanna sing or scream it
Writer(s): Jeph Howard, Robert Mccracken, Quinn Allman, Branden Steineckert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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