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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Silverchair
Performer
Daniel Johns
Vocals
Chris Joanou
Bass Guitar
Ben Gillies
Drums
Jim Moginie
Keyboards
Robert Woolf
Piano
John Harding
Violin
Alexandra D'Elia
Violin
Carl Pini
Violin
Emma Hayes
Violin
Georges Lentz
Violin
Leoni Ziegler
Violin
Fiona Ziegler
Violin
Jane Scarpantoni
Cello
Leah Jennings
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Johns
Composer
Jane Scarpantoni
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Launay
Producer
Daniel Gilliland
Assistant Engineer
Steve Baughman
Assistant Engineer
Rich Alvy
Assistant Engineer
Matt Lovell
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Shirley
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Letras
Millionaire say
"Got a big shot deal?"
I've thrown it all away
But, but I'm not too sure
How I'm supposed to feel
Or what I'm supposed to say
But I'm not, not sure
Not too sure how it feels
To handle every day
And I miss you, love
Make room for the prey
'Cause I'm coming in
With what I wanna say but
It's gonna hurt
And I love the pain
A breeding ground for hate but
I'm not, not sure
Not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday
Like the one that just passed
In the crowds of all the people
Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you, love
And I miss you, love
I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back
It's just a fad
Part of the, teen, teenage angst brigade and
I'm not, not sure
Not too sure how it feels
To handle everyday
Like the one that just passed
In the crowds of all the people
Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you, love
And I miss you, love
Remember today
I've no respect for you
And I miss you, love
And I miss you
I love the way you love
But I hate the way
I'm supposed to love you back
Writer(s): Steven C. Amedee, Johnny Ray Allen, Tommy Malone, John C. Magnie
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