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Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Солирующая гитара
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Ведущий вокал
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Бас-гитара
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Клавишные инструменты
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Автор песен
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Автор песен
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Автор песен
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Автор песен
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Автор песен
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Продюсер
George Gumbs
George Gumbs
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Nicolas Fournier
Nicolas Fournier
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Phillip Broussard Jr.
Phillip Broussard Jr.
Ассистент инженера
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Инженер
Dana Nielsen
Dana Nielsen
Инженер
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Инженер
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Миксинг-инженер
Erich Talaba
Erich Talaba
Инженер
Rick Rubin
Rick Rubin
Продюсер
Dave Collins
Dave Collins
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Here we go for the hundredth time
Hand grenade pins in every line
Throw 'em up and let something shine
Going out of my fucking mind
Filthy mouth / no excuse
Find a new place to hang this noose
String me up from atop these roofs
Knot it tight so I won't get loose
Truth is / you can stop and stare
Bled myself out and no one cares
Dug the trench out / laid down there
With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah / someone pour it in
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in
[Verse 2]
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
[Verse 3]
I bleed it out / go / stop the show
Choppy words and a sloppy flow
Shotgun opera / lock and load
Cock it back and then watch it go
Mama help me / I've been cursed
Death is rolling in every verse
Candy paint on his brand new hearse
Can't contain him / he knows he works
Fuck this hurts / I won't lie / doesn't matter how hard I try
Half the words don't mean a thing
And I know that I won't be satisfied
So why try ignoring him
Make it a dirt dance floor again
Say your prayers and stomp it out
When they bring that chorus in
[Verse 4]
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
I bleed it out
[Verse 5]
I've opened up these scars
I'll make you face this
I pulled myself so far
I'll make you face this now
[Verse 6]
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
[Verse 7]
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
I bleed it out
Digging deeper just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
Just to throw it away
[Verse 8]
I bleed it out
I bleed it out
I bleed it out
Written by: Brad Delson, Chester Bennington, Dave Farrell, Joe Hahn, Mike Shinoda, Rob Bourdon
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