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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kenna
Kenna
Stimme und Gesang
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Stimme und Gesang
Jonah Matranga
Jonah Matranga
Stimme und Gesang
Ryu
Ryu
Stimme und Gesang
Takbir Bashir
Takbir Bashir
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Songwriter:in
Ryan Maginn
Ryan Maginn
Songwriter:in
Takbir Bashir
Takbir Bashir
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Produzent:in
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mark Kiczula
Mark Kiczula
Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

[Verse 1]
I had a friend named Victor
The two of us used to hang every single day
And it seemed liked overnight that his whole life just changed
I know when his mom and dad broke up, it didn't make sense
But I know that his dad was a drunk and he gambled away the rent
Pretty soon Vic was seeing red, pissed off but instead
He'd drink every night till he passed out
Then he'd do it all again
The whole time smiling on the outside to cover the pain
But on the inside all he was trying to do was get away
[Verse 2]
Dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks
[Verse 3]
Yo, funny how things change color
Then fade to another shade, when you had it made
It was all good but now look, just another day
It was so fresh, it was so clean
Now it's all gone, one, two, three
Lights out, which way to turn
Can't get a grip, all alone in a big white house
Every day gets worse and you just curs till your head bursts
And it hurts so bad, she left, now you suffer
Should've thought of that one first
No family, no kids, can't accept what you did, now you wanna
Run away but you can't
'Cause the past comes back again
[Verse 4]
Slipping through cracks, sip a little jack
Go to bed half dead
What about rent?
Why does every cent gotta be a bet?
When's it gonna end?
Oh my God, we don't got a penny left
My mom's gotta find a way to get a job
Outta debt, outta dodge, out of breath, out of this big problem
My pop's wanna get away from the pain
In a better place in his brain
But the medication he takes makes him wasted
So sick if he's gonna think the good Lord would come take him
I'm shaking him
Wake up you son of a bitch
[Verse 5]
He's dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away
Watching all the memories fade away
From red to black
[Verse 6]
He's dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away
Watching all the memories fade away
From red to black
Written by: Mike Shinoda, Ryan Maginn, Takbir Bashir

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