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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
American Music Club
American Music Club
Künstler:in
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Stimme und Gesang
Daniel Pearson
Daniel Pearson
Bassgitarre
Tim Mooney
Tim Mooney
Schlagzeug
Vudi
Vudi
Gitarre
Bruce Kaplan
Bruce Kaplan
Musiker:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Paterno
John Paterno
Ingenieurassistent:in
Tchad Blake
Tchad Blake
Mischtechniker:in
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mitchell Froom
Mitchell Froom
Produzent:in

Lyrics

You saw my face fall into a well-worn groove A child starts playing a role and ends up type-cast in every movie I took cold comfort in your touch and now I'm laughing high and dry Yeah I felt everything I'm gonna feel Cried all the real tears I'm gonna cry I don't care what you dreams you have I don't care about your second sight Now that you've cut yourself off You're not even sure things are clear and bright Well did you let it take hold of your soul Was it like moonrise over your desert shore Tell me is it more evil to lose your heart Or to go on as before What could come around What could make a difference to me now What could come around Nothing could bring me down I get warm to any touch So why does yours get so cold At first you didn't mean very much Now you rule my life Watch your house of cards take a deep breath Watch it breathe word for word Fifty-two secrets the justice would never protect Fifty-two secrets justice never heard What could come around What could make a difference to me now What could come around Nothing could bring me down How thirsty is your soil Indifferent hearts never keep anything long I spend my time looking around For something to bring me down
Writer(s): Mark Eitzel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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