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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Briton Bond
Briton Bond
Leadgesang
Chris Gaylord
Chris Gaylord
Bassgitarre
Cody Quistad
Cody Quistad
Rhythmusgitarre
Seth Blake
Seth Blake
Leadgitarre
Stephen Kluesener
Stephen Kluesener
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Cody Quistad
Cody Quistad
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jeremy McKinnon
Jeremy McKinnon
Produzent:in
Andrew Wade
Andrew Wade
Produzent:in
Brad Blackwood
Brad Blackwood
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Nick Pilotta
Nick Pilotta
Ingenieurassistent:in

Lyrics

Leave me in the dark with a hole for a heart As low as I can get, burn the bridge, rip the stitch out Pick it up! I can't pretend like it's all part of the plan I can't hide it, blind sided, I can't fight it, it's more than I can stand (broken) But I guess you knew that it would be this way (loose ends) Tie the knot and wait for your chance to run away (run away) I could never make you stay, you'll run away I'll always be your greatest mistake, so run away Just another game that you played, you'll run away Three years in the making But I guess we weren't worth saving We weren't worth saving Leave me in the dark with a hole for a heart As low as I can get, burn the bridge, rip the stitch out Guess I'll play dead, it's all in my head To you, I don't exist, call it bliss, rip the stitch out What? Bitter to the core, always want more Take what you can get, but I'll bet that's never enough, is it? Pull the knife out of my back, let it all fade to black Made it so clear, I think we're done here Bitter to the core, always want more Take what you can get, but I'll bet that's never enough, is it? Pull the knife out of my back, let it all fade to black Made it so clear, I think we're done here Leave me in the dark with a hole for a heart As low as I can get, burn the bridge, rip the stitch out Guess I'll play dead, it's all in my head To you, I don't exist, call it bliss Rip the stitch out Leave me in the dark with a hole for a heart As low as I can get, burn the bridge, rip the stitch out Guess I'll play dead, it's all in my head To you, I don't exist, call it bliss Rip the stitch out You were the light I could never see in myself I would've stood by you until the gates of hell
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