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Architects - "Brain Dead (feat. House of Protection)"
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
House of Protection
House of Protection
Stimme und Gesang
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Schlagzeug
Sam Carter
Sam Carter
Stimme und Gesang
Adam Christianson
Adam Christianson
Gitarre
Alex Ali Dean
Alex Ali Dean
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
House of Protection
House of Protection
Songwriter:in
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Komponist:in
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Komponist:in
Sam Carter
Sam Carter
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Produzent:in
Zakk Cervini
Zakk Cervini
Mischtechniker:in
Julian Gargiulo
Julian Gargiulo
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Chris Clancy
Chris Clancy
Gitarrentechniker:in
Pete Miles
Pete Miles
Bass-Techniker:in
Adam Getgood
Adam Getgood
Schlagzeugtechniker:in

Songtexte

Brain dead I've been finding my bliss in the apocalypse Guess I'll be vomiting 'til I get my fix Fuck all this, I oughta call it quits Doctor, doctor, this is so traumatic You'll never be an astronaut You'll never lay your hands on the treasure You're nothing but an afterthought The sooner you get it, the better Higher than a kite, yeah, I'm lighter than a feather Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away Wired every night, then I steal it from another day There's been a robbery Tired of the fight, but I'm hyper from the terror Stay away, stay away, no apologies Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead We can nail ourselves on to a crucifix We'll all go on and go, 'cause we're hypocrites Ain't it bliss living in ego trips? Jesus Christ, I must be symptomatic There's nobody that can't be bought Can anybody handle the pressure? Like living on a life support But worried to death 'bout the weather Higher than a kite, yeah, I'm lighter than a feather Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away Wired every night, then I steal it from another day There's been a robbery Tired of the fight, but I'm hyper from the terror Stay away, stay away, no more prophecies Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead (Hey) we are the sons and daughters Drowning ourselves under the shallow waters Taking the lambs to slaughter We won't be happy 'til we're drawn and quartered No, no An error in the source code No, no And now we're dancing to the death throes Dead An error in the source code Brain dead An error in the source code
Writer(s): Dan Searle, Jordan Fish, Samuel David Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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