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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Begleitgesang
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Leadgesang
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Sampler
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Stimme und Gesang
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Schlagzeug
Ian Hornbeck
Ian Hornbeck
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Songwriter:in
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Songwriter:in
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Songwriter:in
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Songwriter:in
MARK WAKEFIELD
MARK WAKEFIELD
Songwriter:in
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter:in
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Schnitttechniker:in
John Ewing, Jr.
John Ewing, Jr.
Schnitttechniker:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mischtechniker:in
Don Gilmore
Don Gilmore
Produzent:in
Jeff Blue
Jeff Blue
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Matt Griffin
Matt Griffin
Ingenieurassistent:in

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I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night Shining with the light from the sun And sun doesn't give light to the moon assuming The moon's gonna owe it one It makes me think of how you act for me You do favors 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 of you acting like I owe you this 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 some day 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, you should have 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 acting 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 acting like I owe you this 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 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 Sick of you acting 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 acting like I owe you this Find another place to feed your greed While I find a place to rest
Writer(s): Brad Delson, Joseph Hahn, Dave Farrell, Chester Charles Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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