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The Killers - Flesh And Bone
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Synthesizer
Dave Keuning
Dave Keuning
Guitar
Mark Stoermer
Mark Stoermer
Bass
Ronnie Vannucci
Ronnie Vannucci
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Vannucci
Ronnie Vannucci
Composer
Brandon Flowers
Brandon Flowers
Songwriter
Mark Stoermer
Mark Stoermer
Composer
Dave Keuning
Dave Keuning
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Lillywhite
Steve Lillywhite
Producer
Damian Taylor
Damian Taylor
Mixing Engineer
Robert Root
Robert Root
Recording Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I've gone through life white-knuckled In the moments that left me behind Refusing to heed the yield I penetrate the force fields in the blind They say I'll adjust God knows, I must But I'm not sure how This natural selection picked me out to be A dark horse running in a fantasy (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) Somewhere outside that finish line I square up and break through the chains And I hit like a raging bull Anointed by the blood, I take the reins Cut from the cloth of a flag that Bears the name of "Battle Born" They'll call me the contender They'll listen for the bell With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell (What are you afraid of?) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) Man, I'm turning on a dime (Flesh and bone) (This could decay) This could decay Like the valley below Defenses are down The stakes are high (scouting the crowd for a face of compassion) The fairytale ending (to face off the journey that fathers no more) The staggering blow (you'll find the truth in the roots of desire) You lead with your chin (thinking with your corners, just a compass and the sun) This could be real (thinking with your corners, just a) Simple And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone) And I'm running out of time (Flesh and bone) What are you made of? He faces forward Trading in his blindness for the world of love And time is raging, may it rage in vain And you always had it, but you never knew So boots and saddles (flesh and bone) Get on your feet There's no surrender, 'cause there's no retreat The bells are sounding (flesh and bone) Bring this match to an end (flesh and bone) We are the descendants of giant men
Writer(s): Dave Brent Keuning, Mark August Stoermer, Ronnie Jr. Vannucci, Brandon Flowers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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