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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Disturbed
Künstler:in
Dan Donegan
Gitarre
David Draiman
Leadgesang
Mike Wengren
Schlagzeug
Steve Kmak
Bassgitarre
Enrique Santiago
Programmierung
Frank Delamora
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dan Donegan
Songwriter:in
David Draiman
Songwriter:in
Mike Wengren
Songwriter:in
Steve Kmak
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Disturbed
Produzent:in
Dan Donegan
Produzent:in
David Draiman
Produzent:in
Mike Wengren
Produzent:in
Steve Kmak
Produzent:in
Johnny K
Produzent:in
Tadpole
Ingenieur:in
Howie Weinberg
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
FU
Mischtechniker:in
Paroles
Yeah, bringing you another disturbing creation
From the mind of one sick animal
who can't tell the difference
And gets stupified
I've been waiting my whole life for just one (Fuck!)
And all I needed was just one (Fuck!)
Well can you see that you don't give a (Fuck!)
I find myself stupified, coming back again
All I wanted was just one (Fuck!)
One tiny little innocent (Fuck!)
And when I feel like I'm shit out of (Luck!)
I find my stupified, coming back again
Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping
I think I'm breaking down
Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping away
See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
It's all the same you say
Live with it
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
I get stupified
All the people in the left wing (Rock!)
And all the people in the right wing (Rock!)
And all the people in the underground (Rock!)
I find myself stupified, coming back again
All the people in the high rise (Fuck!)
And all the people in the projects (Fuck!)
And all la gente in the barrio (Fuck!)
I find myself stupified, coming back again
Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality?
I can feel it all start slipping
I think I'm breaking down
Why do you like playing around with
My narrow scope of reality
I can feel it all start slipping away
See but I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
It's all the same you say
Live with it
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
I get stupified
Tefached
Tefached
And don't deny me
No baby now, don't deny me
And darlin' don't be afraid
But I don't get it
Don't you think maybe we could put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify - rah!
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify - rah!
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify - rah!
Look in my face, stare in my soul
I begin to stupify - rah!
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face, stare in my soul
Look in my face! (Stare into my soul)
Look in my face! (Stare into my soul)
Look in my face! (Stare into my soul)
I begin to stupify - rah!
Writer(s): David Draiman, Mike Wengren, Dan Donegan, Steve Kmak
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