Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Donegan
Dan Donegan
Programming
David Draiman
David Draiman
Lead Vocals
John Moyer
John Moyer
Bass Guitar
Mike Wengren
Mike Wengren
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Donegan
Dan Donegan
Songwriter
Mike Wengren
Mike Wengren
Songwriter
David Draiman
David Draiman
Songwriter
Disturbed
Disturbed
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Donegan
Dan Donegan
Producer
David Draiman
David Draiman
Co-Producer
Mike Wengren
Mike Wengren
Co-Producer
Justin Wilks
Justin Wilks
Assistant Recording Engineer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas Fournier
Nicolas Fournier
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tony "Tadpole" Mysliwiec
Tony "Tadpole" Mysliwiec
Additional Producer

Lyrics

Malevolent criminal, I When the vision paints my mind Cross the invisible line And you'll be paid in kind Malevolent criminal, I When the vision paints my mind Cross the invisible line And you'll be paid in kind Hit it! Ah-ah Criminal, the suffering It makes me think like a criminal The suffering, when we're alone Criminal, the suffering It makes me feel like a criminal The suffering, when we're alone Typical enough for me That I burn inside in agony What power will enable me To bury my vision? The hunger coming over me As I learn to hide the agony To make a final remedy To close the door once and for all In a world that I don't want to know With a message that I never want to send To be freed from all of this I want you to quicken my end Don't tell me I cannot go With a wound that refuses to mend Deliver me from all of this I want you to quicken my end (It seems the whole experience is) Terrible and crippling The pain is much more than physical Beyond belief, when we're alone Typical enough for me That I burn inside in agony What power will enable me To make this decision? Despair has fallen over me No way to hide the agony Embracing my calamity To save myself once and for all In a world that I don't want to know With a message that I never want to send To be freed from all of this I want you to quicken my end Don't tell me I cannot go With a wound that refuses to mend Deliver me from all of this I want you to quicken my end Now, you want to know, you want a name You want to call me motherfucker Now, you want to know, you want a name You want to say it doesn't matter Now, you want to know, you want a name You want to call me motherfucker Now, you want to know, you want a name You want to say it doesn't matter now Now, now you want to know, now you want a name Now you want a place, now you want a time, now you want it all Now that you want to know, now you want a name Now you want a place, now you want a time Now you want it all, now In a world that I don't want to know With a message that I never want to send To be freed from all of this I want you to quicken my end Don't tell me I cannot go With a wound that refuses to mend Deliver me from all of this I want you to quicken my end Don't say that it isn't so I'm on a path that you'll never comprehend Set me free from all of this I need you to quicken my end
Writer(s): David Draiman, Mike Wengren, Dan Donegan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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