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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Voz principal
Chris Fehn
Chris Fehn
Percusión
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Percusión
Venturella Alessandro
Venturella Alessandro
Bajo
Jay Weinberg
Jay Weinberg
Batería
Mick Thomson
Mick Thomson
Guitarra
Craig Jones
Craig Jones
Teclados
Sid Wilson
Sid Wilson
Tocadiscos
James Root
James Root
Guitarra principal
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Letrista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Slipknot
Slipknot
Producción
Chris Claypool
Chris Claypool
Asistente de ingeniería
Evin O'Cleary
Evin O'Cleary
Asistente de ingeniería
Geoff Neal
Geoff Neal
Asistente de ingeniería
Marcus Johnson
Marcus Johnson
Asistente de ingeniería
Jeremy Lubsey
Jeremy Lubsey
Asistente de ingeniería de masterización
Dan Monti
Dan Monti
Ingeniería de edición
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Masterización
Joe Barresi
Joe Barresi
Ingeniería de mezcla
Greg Fidelman
Greg Fidelman
Producción
Greg Gordon
Greg Gordon
Ingeniería de grabación
Jim Monti
Jim Monti
Ingeniería de grabación
Sara Lyn Killion
Sara Lyn Killion
Ingeniería de grabación

Letra

Let's skip all the histrionics Not again, not another excuse The epidemic is codependent Biting off more than your mouth can chew Don't forget to convalesce your secrets I don't want to be a man today For all you know, I'm the silver in the bullet I am the trigger that will make you all obey I'm gonna make you cry tonight I'm gonna make you hate me Inside all my flaws again I can't let go In spite of you, I'm lost again I still don't know Disguises show me What am I if I am only? The status quo is not a punishment But now it feels like home Your association finds you guilty Starting with the end of the day Black and white its such a fascist feeling Right or wrong, and nothing to say The last good bipeds cleaning up the fingerprints Unappreciated medical fiends Confiscate another classic inbred Fuck it all, light the acetylene No other choice, I can't explain Life keeps taking things away Inside all my flaws again I can't let go In spite of you, I'm lost again I still don't know Disguises show me What am I if I am only? The status quo is not a punishment But now it feels like home The tough guys who came to kill But stayed to rape and ravage The future's here, I'm past my prime When the evidence came, I committed the crime Can you stand on your faith with your feet on the bible? Who could ask for a better disciple What's the point, I'm not sure I can I'll never dig another grave, I'm afraid of what I'll find If it hurts, then you're too old I'll take your shit and give you fucking gold I'm gonna make you cry tonight I need you to hate me Inside all my flaws again I can't let go In spite of you, I'm lost again I still don't know Disguises show me What am I if I am only? The status quo is not a punishment But now it feels like home But now it feels like home
Writer(s): Corey Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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