Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Atsuko Chiba
Performer
Etienne Lebel
Trombone
Anthony Piazza
Drums
David Palumbo
Electric Bass Guitar
Eric Schafhauser
Synthesizer
Karim Lakhdar
Lead Vocals
Kevin McDonald
Synthesizer
Nicolas Riverin
Trumpet
Philippe Brochu-Pelletier
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Piazza
Songwriter
David Palumbo
Songwriter
Eric Schafhauser
Songwriter
Karim Lakhdar
Songwriter
Kevin McDonald
Songwriter
Etienne Lebel
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Atsuko Chiba
Producer
Matthew Cerantola
Mixing Engineer
Richard Addison
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
So much for this dream
It coincided with this pain exhausted
So much for this dream
It coincided with this pain exhausted
Long lost love is free, it grows
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
Desire bears its weight in conflict
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
So much for this dream
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
It coincided with this pain exhausted
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
Fucked up
Why did you hold it?
Can't stand to
Give me the honest
All weekend
This is myopic
I'm feedin'
Gotta ride this one
Fucked up
Why did you hold it?
Can't stand to
Give me the honest
All weekend
This is myopic
I'm feedin'
Gotta ride this one out
Fucked up
I'm the culprit
I fucked up
I'm the culprit
I fucked up
I'm the culprit
I fucked up
I'm the culprit
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
So much for this dream
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
It coincided with this pain exhausted
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
So much for this dream
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
It coincided with this pain exhausted
(Fucked up, I'm the culprit)
I want to
I want to feel his love
I miss him
I want to
I want to feel his love
I want to feel his love
I want to
I want to feel his love
I miss him
I want to
I want to feel his love
I want to feel his love
Hey!
Fool!
Don't!
Trust me!
Hey!
Fool!
Don't!
Trust me, don't trust me!
Hey!
Fool!
Don't!
Yellow letter with the city on the kettle!
Hey!
Fool!
Don't!
Trust me, don't trust me oh!
Never gonna give it
Never gonna see it
Time goes by
Ready or not
Give up the funk
Never gonna give it
Never gonna see it
Time goes by
Give up the funk now
Sittin' in this bouncing house
How'd they do it with
Ounces movin' and
Right into this sacrilege haunted
Never give it
Never gonna get it
Give me one reason now
Give up the funk
Wooo!
Give up the funk
Ahhh!
X's and O's
Round as it goes
Over and over
Keep countin' the toll
X's and O's
Round as it goes
Over and over
Keep countin' the toll
Written by: Anthony Piazza, David Palumbo, Eric Schafhauser, Karim Lakhdar, Kevin McDonald