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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Stabbing Westward
Künstler:in
J. Sellers
Bass
A. Kubiszewski
Schlagzeug
Christopher Hall
Stimme und Gesang
Walter Flakus
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
J. Sellers
Komponist:in
C. Hall
Komponist:in
A. Kubiszewski
Komponist:in
Walter Flakus
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
John Fryer
Produzent:in
Chris Laidlaw
Ingenieurassistent:in
John Chiarolanzio
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jamie Seyberth
Ingenieurassistent:in
Tim Palmer
Mischtechniker:in
Mark O'Donoughue
Mischtechniker:in
Tom Baker
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Songtexte
I'm such an asshole
God, I'm such a stain
I just keep fucking up again and again
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
You crawled into my mind when you crawled into my bed
Said everything I've ever longed to hear
So perfect, so alive, once inside you sucked me dry
You used me up and left me here for dead
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
I crave it desperately, it's a cancer eating me
An addiction too intense to be denied
Worthless, I'm a whore
Crawling back for more
It's pathetic how I feed off this abuse
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
And you told me that you loved me
And I believed you loved me
And you swore that you loved me
And I believed
Now I know it was a lie
I don't believe, I don't believe
That I could be so stupid and so naive
I don't believe, I don't believe
That there is nothing, nothing left for me
Writer(s): Andy Kubiszewski, Christopher Hall, Walter Flakus, James Eric Sellers
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