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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Michael Clifford
Michael Clifford
Gitarre
Luke Hemmings
Luke Hemmings
Gitarre
Calum Hood
Calum Hood
Bass
Ashton Irwin
Ashton Irwin
Schlagzeug
Jacob Scesney
Jacob Scesney
Saxofon
Peter Thomas Walsh
Peter Thomas Walsh
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Luke Hemmings
Luke Hemmings
Songwriter:in
Calum Hood
Calum Hood
Songwriter:in
Ashton Irwin
Ashton Irwin
Songwriter:in
Jake Torrey
Jake Torrey
Songwriter:in
Peter Thomas Walsh
Peter Thomas Walsh
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Peter Thomas
Peter Thomas
Produzent:in
Jake Torrey
Jake Torrey
Zusätzliche:r Produzent:in
Matthew Pauling
Matthew Pauling
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Is it lonely where you are? All the way across the room With a knife inside your heart I feel it too, mm Is it just the way we are? Always burning through the roof Oh, I guess only the stars would know the truth, mm I'd die for you, I'd die for you, I'd die for you (for you) I tried for you, I tried for you, I tried But all I hear is All the things you said in my head Ricocheting off the bed Nothing left, what a mess Oh my god, it never ends Now we're stressed and depressed And we're going 'round again In an emotional blender All the things you said in my head Ricocheting off the bed Nothing left, what a mess Oh my god, it never ends Now we're stressed and depressed And we're going 'round again In an emotional blender But we just can't keep away When you know me like you do It's supernatural got me howling at the moon I'd die for you, I'd die for you, I'd die for you (for you) I tried for you, I tried for you, I tried But all I hear is All the things you said in my head Ricocheting off the bed Nothing left, what a mess Oh my god, it never ends Now we're stressed and depressed And we're going 'round again In an emotional blender All the things you said in my head Ricocheting off the bed Nothing left, what a mess Oh my god, it never ends Now we're stressed and depressed And we're going 'round again In an emotional blender All the things I said in my head Ricocheting off the bed Nothing left, what a mess Oh my god, it never ends Now we're stressed and depressed And we're going 'round again In an emotional blender
Writer(s): Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood, Peter Thomas, Ashton Irwin, Jacob Torrey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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