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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Leadgesang
Dave Bassett
Dave Bassett
Gitarre
Zach Myers
Zach Myers
Gitarre
Eric Bass
Eric Bass
Bassgitarre
Barry Kerch
Barry Kerch
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Songwriter:in
Dave Bassett
Dave Bassett
Songwriter:in
Zach Myers
Zach Myers
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dave Bassett
Dave Bassett
Produzent:in
Nigel Lundemo
Nigel Lundemo
Schnitttechniker:in
Eric Bass
Eric Bass
Ingenieur:in
Jake Gorski
Jake Gorski
Ingenieurassistent:in
Ruda Carvalho
Ruda Carvalho
Ingenieurassistent:in
Alexander arias
Alexander arias
Schnitttechniker:in
Dave Schiffman
Dave Schiffman
Ingenieur:in
Francesco Cameli
Francesco Cameli
Ingenieur:in
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Hans Buscher
Hans Buscher
Gitarrentechniker:in
Mike Fasano
Mike Fasano
Schlagzeugtechniker:in

Lyrics

Look ye here, got 'em all lined up Same bitchy girls and boys On their hands, on their knees Slithering through the streets Programmed to seek and destroy And it all adds up And it all adds up Oh my, my, no one's on my side Too paranoid to listen to me You can cast me out you can tape my mouth But you can't get a stone to bleed And it all adds up And it all adds up You know I love it when you say you're afraid But you hate it when I'm making you shake Hang the truth from a noose Put a hit man on the loose Now you're counting on him making your day There ain't no magic bullet There's no cure for the weak There's no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep You're a long, long way from where you thought you would be Every murderer has a motive but you ain't killin' me And it all adds up (you got something to say?) It all adds up Say it Riddle me this before I take it back Been stealin' my shit for years So kiss my quiet bad man's fire 'Cause you know I'm gonna bring you to tears And it all adds up And It all adds up Shake shake shake Call in all the snakes Been itchin' for the new payroll Bang bang bang Go down the new slang You can't keep all the money you stole And it all adds up And it all adds up You know I love it when you say you're afraid But you hate it when I'm making you shake Hang the truth from a noose Put a hit man on the loose Now you're counting on him making your day There ain't no magic bullet There's no cure for the weak There's no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep You're a long, long way from where you thought you would be Every murder has a motive but you ain't killin' me And it all adds up And it all adds up And it all adds up And it all adds up There ain't no magic bullet There's no cure for the weak There's no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep You're a long, long way from where you thought you would be Every murder has a motive but you ain't killin' me And it all adds up (yeah) And it all adds up (oh-oh) And it all adds up (yeah) And it all adds up And it all adds up (oh) And it all adds up (it all adds up, it all adds up) And it all adds up And it all adds up And it all adds up And it all adds up And it all adds up
Writer(s): Dave Bassett, Brent Smith, Zach Meyers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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