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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Johnson Big Band
Don Johnson Big Band
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommy Lindgren
Tommy Lindgren
Lyrics
Kari Saarilahti
Kari Saarilahti
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Johnson Big Band
Don Johnson Big Band
Producer
Kari Saarilahti
Kari Saarilahti
Recording Engineer
Henkka Niemistö
Henkka Niemistö
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You don't look like or act like you're concentrating But who's to blame for the hate that hate made Power power power power pain pain The moment of attraction has long been gone I'm a king on a frozen throne Holding on to some cold and unbroken omen I'm only posing strong And secretly sleep with the unknown Then gleefully confess, undress All the people we meet on the wrong road She was a keeper, he was a weeper This ain't how it was supposed to be I know you pretend to be close to me But the ghost in me is awake now Between heartache and a breakdown Can't tell me to lay down, stay down All of your bibles are prayed out Unamazed by the graces, raising with aces Bracing for mace, pop, fade out Fading like a mirage, get lost in traffic I'm the wall of oblivion where cars come crashing If I drown I'll make a crown of all The straws i'm grasping at You go back to him, I go back to black You don't look like or act like you're concentrating But who's to blame for the hate that hate made With every hour of this same game More power power pain pain You don't look like or act like you're concentrating But who's to blame for the hate that hate made It devours every sane brain More power power pain pain Power power pain pain Power power pain pain Power pain pain Power power power power pain pain Never knew exactly what I've been allotted The dark matter floating, and my skin is scarlet A hole in the ocean for the dear departed But I'm only getting started You don't look like or act like you're concentrating Talk to strangers, strangers always talk strange shit back But who's to blame for the hate that hate made With every hour of this same game More power power pain pain You don't look like or act like you're concentrating Talk to strangers, strangers always talk strange shit back But who's to blame for the hate that hate made It devours every sane brain Power power pain pain
Writer(s): Kari Saarilahti, Tommy Lindgren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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