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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Titus Andronicus
Titus Andronicus
Künstler:in
Adam Reich
Adam Reich
Glockenspiel
Alex Levine
Alex Levine
Stimme und Gesang
Carrie-Anne Murphy
Carrie-Anne Murphy
Stimme und Gesang
Catherine Herrick
Catherine Herrick
Stimme und Gesang
Elio DeLuca
Elio DeLuca
Elektrisches Klavier
Eric Harm
Eric Harm
Stimme und Gesang
Jonah Maurer
Jonah Maurer
Gitarre
Julian Veronesi
Julian Veronesi
Stimme und Gesang
Matthew Miller
Matthew Miller
Stimme und Gesang
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
Geige
Patrick Stickles
Patrick Stickles
Stimme und Gesang
R.J. Gordon
R.J. Gordon
Stimme und Gesang
Ryan LeVine
Ryan LeVine
Stimme und Gesang
Ryan Weisheit
Ryan Weisheit
Bassklarinette
Yoni David
Yoni David
Percussion/Schlagzeug

Lyrics

Let's rock Crazy heart, where have you gone? I thought that you and me were really getting along! Left alone to dread the dawn Like some kind of science experiment gone wrong I could've made history, now I've been made history And who knew that victory could be so slippery? Cover the thick bloodstains On your sick young brain Just take your Ritalins Then you can play the old hits again You explained the Abyss away And I can't listen when you say you're not missing me You kissed me in the blistering heat, oh yeah, yeah! Right there on the street with tears on my glistening cheek Now no one listens to me, they tell me that I'm twisted and weak I see that I was picked to be the picture in the dictionary Look up "Addicted," that's me Then look up "Wicked disease" Then look up "Sick of police" Then look up "Victim" closely, ooh yeah I meet the mystery beast, the same one my sister receives He comes to bludgeon and beat, demands me on both knees He will not admit defeat and when he pricks, I'm going to bleed And I can raise fists or flee, soon shouting, "No, mister, please!" He destroys the diseases As though Jesus could see us High up in a cathedral Where an evil heart freezes I believe even the devil would start to believe it When the man without equal, from the pulpit, preaches You gotta believe he can tell you the secrets "That's what a priest is, Mama" He comes to obliterate all of my mischievous ways And leaves me a useless disgrace, silent through limitless rage Violently neutered and caged, stuffed with subliminal hate I'm nothing but a puppet at play, crying in a beautiful place Another brutal display On an invisible face In a legal-ish space It's the usual way within a week of Wednesday Crazy heart, where have you gone? I thought that you and me... I thought that you and me... I thought that you and me were really getting along!
Writer(s): James Bauer-mein, David Sneddon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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