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Sick
8.320
Turnede
Hard Rock
Sick adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak The Bicycle Music Company tarafından 1 Ocak 2011 tarihinde yayınlandıEvanescence
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Çıkış Tarihi1 Ocak 2011
FirmaThe Bicycle Music Company
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM80

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evanescence
Evanescence
Performer
Terry Balsamo
Terry Balsamo
Electric Guitar
Tim McCord
Tim McCord
Bass Guitar
Troy McLawhorn
Troy McLawhorn
Electric Guitar
Amy Lee
Amy Lee
Vocals
Chris Vrenna
Chris Vrenna
Programming
Will Hunt
Will Hunt
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Hunt
Will Hunt
Composer
Amy Lee
Amy Lee
Composer
Terry Balsamo
Terry Balsamo
Composer
Tim McCord
Tim McCord
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Raskulinecz
Nick Raskulinecz
Producer
Nathan Yarborough
Nathan Yarborough
Assistant Recording Engineer
Paul Fig
Paul Fig
Recording Engineer
Randy Staub
Randy Staub
Mixing Engineer
Zach Blackstone
Zach Blackstone
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse 1]
Embrace the silence
'Cause there's nothing that can change the way I feel
Taken all that you wanted
Now there's nothing that can change the way I feel
Hold on, little girl
The end is soon to come
[Verse 2]
Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies
Behind closed eyes
[Verse 3]
Oceans between us
And there's nothing that can change the way I feel
I can still taste the poison
Of every thought, every breath I wasted here
Hold on, little girl
The end is soon to come
[Verse 4]
Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies
Behind closed eyes
[Verse 5]
Someday you'll know the pain
Someday the light will break through
And nothing you tell yourself will save us from the truth
Screaming out
[Verse 6]
Sick of it all, sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies
Behind closed eyes
Written by: Amy Lee
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