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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Begleitgesang
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Schlagzeug
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Leadgesang
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Bassgitarre
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
DJ
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Songwriter:in
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Songwriter:in
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Songwriter:in
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter:in
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Songwriter:in
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Produzent:in
Rich Morales
Rich Morales
Mastering-Ingenieurassistent:in
Alejandro Baima
Alejandro Baima
Ingenieurassistent:in
Brendan Dekora
Brendan Dekora
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jennifer Langdon
Jennifer Langdon
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jerry Johnson
Jerry Johnson
Schlagzeugtechniker:in
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Ingenieur:in
Warren Willis
Warren Willis
Ausrüstungstechniker:in
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mischtechniker:in
Delbert "Del" Bowers
Delbert "Del" Bowers
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Produzent:in

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No control, no surprise Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty I fuck up everything I see Fighting in futility We start the final war Tell me what's worth fighting for When we know there's nothing more We take the hand or fist Just to sell ourselves for this The path we least resist No control, no surprise Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty I fuck up everything I see Fighting in futility I give you what you came for, this is not the same though Got a different method, but I still can bring the pain, so Y'all stuck in that same flow, I got that insane flow High as y'all can get, you're never really in my range though Yes I'm half Anglo, half fried panko All prime-time rhymer, let the bass bang low All you fucking lames go, aiming at my name, know Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for No control, no surprise Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty I fuck up everything I see Fighting in futility No control, no surprise Tossed the keys to the kingdom down that hole in my eye I'm my own casualty I'm my own casualty I'm not allowed to say certain things Ah Thank you!
Writer(s): Mike Shinoda, Chester Charles Bennington, Joseph Hahn, Brad Delson, Robert G. Bourdon, David Farrell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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