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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Stimme und Gesang
Jacky Vincent
Jacky Vincent
E-Gitarre
Mika Horiuchi
Mika Horiuchi
Bass
Derek Jones
Derek Jones
E-Gitarre
Ryan Seaman
Ryan Seaman
Schlagzeug
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Programmierung
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Songwriter:in
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter:in
Michael Baskette
Michael Baskette
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Dave Holdredge
Dave Holdredge
Mischtechniker:in
Kevin Thomas
Kevin Thomas
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Jef Moll
Jef Moll
Schnitttechniker:in
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Well, I'm not a vampire but I feel like one Sometimes I sleep all day Because I hate the sunlight My hands are always shaking Body's always aching, in the dark is when I feed Well, I can lure any woman that I want to in my bed With me And whiskey seems to be my holy water Mothers, better lock your doors And hide your daughters I'm insane, well, I can feel it in my bones Coursing through my veins When did I become so cold? For goodness sakes Where is my self-control? If home is where my heart is then my heart has lost all hope Well, I'm not a zombie but I feel like one today Self-induced comatose, chemical daze My head is always spinning from this dizzy blurry vision And my stomach has had enough I feel like a lady that is pregnant with a baby 'Cause I'm always throwing up Hi, my name is Ronnie, I'm an addict (Hi Ronnie!) Daddy should've never raised me on Black Sabbath I'm insane, well, I can feel it in my bones Coursing through my veins When did I become so cold? For goodness sakes Where is my self-control? If home is where my heart is then my heart has lost all hope God bless all of you now 'Cause I'm going straight to hell And I'm taking you down with me 'Cause you know damn well I'm insane, I can feel it in my bones Coursing through my veins When did I become so cold? I'm insane, well, I can feel it in my bones Coursing through my veins When did I become so cold? For goodness sakes Where is my self-control? If home is where my heart is then my heart has lost all hope All hope, ohh
Writer(s): Michael Baskette, Ronnie Radke, David Holdredge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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