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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Joe Trohman
Gitarre
Patrick Stump
Stimme und Gesang
Pete Wentz
Bassgitarre
Bill Reichenbach
Posaune
David Low
Cello
Tim Loo
Cello
Dan Fornero
Trompete
Wayne Bergeron
Trompete
London Metropolitan Orchestra
Orchester
Jonathan Moerschel
Bratsche
Luke Maurer
Bratsche
Mark Robertson
Geige
Alyssa Park
Geige
Ben Jacobson
Geige
Eun Mee Ahn
Geige
Dan Higgins
Holzblasinstrumente
Andy Brown
Dirigent:in
Andy Hurley
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Andy Hurley
Songwriter:in
Joe Trohman
Songwriter:in
Patrick Stump
Songwriter:in
Pete Wentz
Songwriter:in
Charts of London
Kopist:in
Jerry Hey
Orchestrator:in
Jeff Toyne
Orchestrator:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Neal Avron
Mischtechniker:in
Steve McLaughlin
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
Model house like meltdowns
Still a modern dream let down, it kills me
You know I'm dying out here
What would you trade the pain for?
I'm not sure
We were a hammer to the statue of David
We were a painting you could never frame and
You were the sunshine of my lifetime
What would you trade the pain for?
This city always hangs a little bit lonely on me, loose
Like a kid playing pretend in his father's suit
I'll never go, I just want to be invited, oh
Got to give up, get the feeling
Get the feeling, don't fight it, fight it
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Generation sleep
I'm falling in and out of love
I'm getting that tilted feeling out here
What would you trade the pain for?
I'm not sure
Nowhere left for us to go but heaven
A summer falling through our fingers again and
You were the sunshine of my lifetime
What would you trade the pain for?
We're told we gotta get ahead, yeah, no matter what it takes
But there's no way off the hamster wheel on this rat race
I'll never go, I just want to be invited, oh
Got to give up, get the feeling
Get the feeling, don't fight it, fight it
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
I saw you in a bright clear field
Hurricane heat in my head
The kinda pain you feel to get good in the end, good in the end
Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain
"Give up what you love
Give up what you love before it does you in"
Sending my love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Love from the other side of the apocalypse
And I just about snapped
Don't look back
Every lover's got a little dagger in their hand
Sending my love
Sending my love
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman
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