album cover
Avalanche
358
Alternative
Avalanche adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Martha's Music tarafından 5 Mayıs 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıATUM
album cover
AlbümATUM
Çıkış Tarihi5 Mayıs 2023
FirmaMartha's Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM134

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Smashing Pumpkins
The Smashing Pumpkins
Performer
William Patrick Corgan
William Patrick Corgan
Lead Vocals
Jimmy Chamberlin
Jimmy Chamberlin
Drums
James Iha
James Iha
Electric Guitar
Jeff Schroeder
Jeff Schroeder
Electric Guitar
Katie Cole
Katie Cole
Background Vocals
Sierra Swan
Sierra Swan
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Patrick Corgan
William Patrick Corgan
Songwriter
Katie Cole
Katie Cole
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Patrick Corgan
William Patrick Corgan
Producer
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Mixing Engineer
David Schiffman
David Schiffman
Mixing Engineer
Howard Willing
Howard Willing
Recording Engineer
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

I hope someday we'll find out what happiness means
[Instrumental]
Don't get me wrong
This ain't so hard
Youth arms my shield
As wish does charge
Don’t get me wrong
I aim desires
I aim these qualms
As if they'd journey where you are
We'll set 'em on fire
We'll set 'em on trial, for laughs
To arc right back where you are
Oh, dopplegang
Gee, love kids strange
As odd as achin' on
This cybernaut in chains
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
To sail on the night
We’ll prey on his authors
And stamp out their kind, but slowly
[Instrumental]
Don't get me wrong
This dirge subsides
As fate augers us
By hint, and by slight
I aim these zeroes
I aim their mark
To fear these angels on the march
We'll set 'em on fire
We'll set 'em on trial, for lark
To reach right back where you are
But you don't feel
Where real meets real
Where souls stand rich enough
To challenge what's revealed
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
And sail on the night
We'll beg on assassins
To rub out their kind, but slowly
[Instrumental]
Don't get me wrong
Written by: William Patrick Corgan
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...