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Titres les plus populaires de LINKIN PARK
Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brad Delson
Gitarre
Chester Bennington
Stimme und Gesang
Joseph Hahn
Sampler
Mike Shinoda
MC
Rob Bourdon
Schlagzeug
Phoenix
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brad Delson
Songwriter:in
Chester Bennington
Songwriter:in
Dave Farrell
Songwriter:in
Joseph Hahn
Songwriter:in
MARK WAKEFIELD
Songwriter:in
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter:in
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bo Bodnar
Ingenieur:in
Chris Bellman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ethan Mates
Mischtechniker:in
Paroles
I was feeling pretty fucking down
But you guys
You guys have fucking raised me out of the fucking shithole I was in earlier today
You guys fucking remind me what the fuck life is all about, man
It's about good time, good people, good fun and fucking fans like you
I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night
Shining with the light from the sun
The sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming
The moon's gonna owe it one
It makes me think of how you act to me
You do favours, then rapidly
You just turn around and start askin' me about
Things that you want back from me
I'm sick of the tension, sick of the hunger (sick, sick, sick, sick)
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this (sick, sick, sick)
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I wanna be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand (you'll see it's not meant to be)
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
Maybe someday, I'll be just like you and
Step on people like you do and
Run away, all the people I thought I knew
I remember back then who you were
You used to be calm, used to be strong
Used to be generous, but you should a known
That you'd wear out your welcome
And now you see how quiet it is all alone
I'm so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest
I'm so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed
While I find a place to rest (come on!)
I wanna be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand (you'll see it's not meant to be)
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
You (try to take the best of me, go away)
(You try to take the best of me, go away)
(You try to take the best of me, go away)
(You)
You try to take the best of me (go away!)
You try to take the best of me (go away!)
You try to take the best of me (go away!)
You try to take the best of me, go away!
You try to take the best of me, go away!
You try to take the best of me, go away!
You try to take the best of me, go away!
You try to take the best of me, go away!
I wanna be in another place
I hate when you say you don't understand (you'll see it's not meant to be)
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
(Stay away!)
I am so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger (stay!)
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed (way!)
While I find a place to rest
I'm so sick of the tension, sick of the hunger (way!)
Sick of you actin' like I owe you this
Find another place to feed your greed (stay away from me!)
While I find a place to (motherfucker!)
Nottingham
Thank you guys very much, you've been a great crowd
This is gonna be our last song, we need to hear every single one of your voices on it
Are you ready?
Writer(s): Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Dave Farrell, Chester Charles Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield
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