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Dent
6
Metal
Dent was released on December 31, 1999 by Friction Point as a part of the album Refrigerate After Opening
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Release DateDecember 31, 1999
LabelFriction Point
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Friction Point
Friction Point
Performer
Luke Price
Luke Price
Electric Bass Guitar
Alan Weier
Alan Weier
Electric Guitar
Bill Hafemann
Bill Hafemann
Electric Guitar
Cody Birk
Cody Birk
Lead Vocals
Alan Walls
Alan Walls
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Price
Luke Price
Songwriter
Allan Walls
Allan Walls
Songwriter
Alan Weier
Alan Weier
Songwriter
Bill Hafemann
Bill Hafemann
Songwriter
Cody Birk
Cody Birk
Songwriter

Lyrics

Wound here over time, not mine
I'm not special, but mine's still being cut
Something isn't right, so let's fight
The shit won't get you nowhere
Your anger out, share with you
But we take it out different, I work it out
You sit and pout, every life the greatest land
I'm the biggest shit that ever resisted
So let's have some fun with our time
Don't let your anger up eat you alive
You just like it like that
Complain 'cause of this, you get pissed 'cause of that
Thinking you're without, nobody's to blame
No matter how we look inside, we're all the same
Wound here over time, not mine
I'm not special, but mine's still being cut
Something isn't right, so let's fight
The shit won't get you nowhere
Your anger out, we do
But we take it out different, I work it out
You sit and pout, every life the greatest land
I'm the biggest shit that ever resisted
So let's have some fun with our time
Don't let your anger up eat you alive
You just like it like that
Complain 'cause of this, you get pissed 'cause of that
Thinking you're without, nobody's to blame
No matter how we look inside, we're all the same
All sun will shine and your guess is as good as mine
Why are we here? What is the purpose?
Should I be a minister or should I go to the circuit?
Nobody can really tell, so nobody should go to hell
We're locked up tight in our cell
Got to get out of this goddamn shell
The dent in your head really suits you well
Wound till over time, will not mine
I'm not special, but mine's still being cut
Something isn't right, so let's fight
The shit won't get you nowhere
Your anger about, share with you
But we take it out different, I work it out
You sit and pout, every last of the greatest land
I'm the biggest shit that ever existed
So let's have some fun with our time
Don't let your anger eat you alive
You just like it like that
Complain 'cause of this, you're getting pissed 'cause of that
Thinking you're without, nobody's to blame
No matter how we look inside, we're all the same
All sun will shine and your guess is as good as mine
But why are we here? What is the purpose?
Should I be a minister? Should I?
Nobody can tell, nobody should go to hell
We're locked up tight in ourselves
Got to get out of this goddamn shell
The dent in your head really suits you well
The dent in your head really suits you well
The dent in your head really suits you well
The dent in your head really suits you well
The dent in your head really suits you well
The dent in your head
The dent in your head
The dent in your head suits you well
Written by: Alan Weier, Allan Walls, Bill Hafemann, Cody Birk, Luke Price
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