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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Beat
The Beat
Künstler:in
Andrew Cox
Andrew Cox
Gitarre
Dave Wakeling
Dave Wakeling
Stimme und Gesang
David Steele
David Steele
Bass
Everett Morton
Everett Morton
Schlagzeug
Dave Blockhead
Dave Blockhead
Tasteninstrumente
Ranking Roger
Ranking Roger
Stimme und Gesang
Saxa
Saxa
Saxofon
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andrew Cox
Andrew Cox
Songwriter:in
Dave Wakeling
Dave Wakeling
Songwriter:in
David Steele
David Steele
Songwriter:in
Everett Morton
Everett Morton
Songwriter:in
David Wright
David Wright
Songwriter:in
Roger Charlery
Roger Charlery
Songwriter:in
Wesley Magoogan
Wesley Magoogan
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Bob Sargeant
Bob Sargeant
Produzent:in
Brian Gaylor
Brian Gaylor
Ingenieur:in
Hallesy
Hallesy
Ingenieur:in
Ian Cooper
Ian Cooper
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mark Dearnley
Mark Dearnley
Ingenieur:in

Paroles

Just out of spite, I confess I've ruined three lives Now don't sleep so tight Because I didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine. Night after night time time after time. Done too much of both types of w(h)ining. Still wasn't right fight after fight Till "Get out of my life get away from me get away from that gun" "No it's not a joke it's cards on the table time Yes I could have phoned I could have spoke But how to break the news without beaking your heart Being dead don't hurt, No only dieing Cards on the table time, Sometimes it's right to say goodnight." Always searching for paradise, I'll admit that I'm good as blind Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives And didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine. I confess Our love seems like a punishment And I confess, If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess. No-one wins and there's no denying, Don't pretend like you don't know why, Just a little word here a little push there Darling I confess look I confess that I don't really care I confess I confess I confess. Out like a light, Another boy who's given up trying, Blinded by fright, He scream my life's not open, Please get out, I know I'm shouting, I like to shout. It's not a joke it's cards on the table time It's not a joke it's cards on the table time I could have phoned I could have spoke But how to break the news without beaking your heart Being dead don't hurt, No only dieing Cards on the table time, Sometimes it's right to say goodnight." Always searching for paradise, I'll admit that I'm good as blind Darling I confess yes I've ruined three lives And didn't care till I found out that one of them was mine. I confess I deserve some type of punishment I confess If it's all the same to you I'll stay indifferent I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess I confess
Writer(s): David Steele, D Wright, Roger Charlery, Everett Morton, Andrew Cox, David Wakeling, Wesley Magoogan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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