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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Gitarre
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Schlagzeug
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Stimme und Gesang
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
Programmierung
Emily Armstrong
Emily Armstrong
Stimme und Gesang
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Bass
Phoenix
Phoenix
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Songwriter:in
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Songwriter:in
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Songwriter:in
Emily Armstrong
Emily Armstrong
Songwriter:in
Joe Hahn
Joe Hahn
Songwriter:in
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Scott Skrzynski
Scott Skrzynski
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Co-Produzent:in
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Co-Produzent:in
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mischtechniker:in
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Produzent:in
Ethan Mates
Ethan Mates
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
Inside, it feels like I been barely breathing
Feels like air is running out
Inside, I'm stuck here staring at a ceiling
You put up to keep me down, down, down, down, down
[PreChorus]
Waking up without a name
Opening my eyes, knowing nothing is the same
Circling around a drain
As I realize that there's no one else to blame
[Chorus]
You keep me waiting down here so far below
Staring up from the bottom
Up from the bottom
I try escaping, but there's nowhere to go
Staring up from the bottom
Up from the bottom
[Verse 2]
Each time I hold my fist inside my pocket
Hold my breath until I'm blue
Feels like a knife pushed deep inside a socket
Bristling listening to you, you, you, you, you
[PreChorus]
Waking up without a name
Opening my eyes, knowing nothing's gonna change
Circling around a drain
As I realize that there's no one else to blame
[Chorus]
You keep me waiting down here so far below
Staring up from the bottom
Up from the bottom
I try escaping, but there's nowhere to go
Staring up from the bottom
Up from the bottom
[Bridge]
Everybody out, that devil is coming
Poison on his lips, and his words mean nothing
Cold like a mountaintop, father never loved him
Mama said he's bad enough times that it sunk in
Everybody out, that devil is coming
Promise you the world, but he's always bluffing
Before you even know it's a trap you're stuck in
He's gone like a ghost already off running
[Outro]
You keep me waiting down here so far below
Staring up from the bottom
Up from the bottom
I try escaping, but there's nowhere to go
Staring up from the bottom
Gotta get out of here
Up from the bottom
Gotta get out of here
Written by: LINKIN PARK
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