«All these things that I´ve done». The Killers. Vídeo, letra e información.

The Killers es una banda estadounidense de Las Vegas

The Killers es una banda estadounidense de Las Vegas, Nevada, formada en 2002. La banda está compuesta por Brandon Flowers, Dave Keuning, Mark Stoermer y Ronnie Vannucci Jr.

All These Things That I’ve Done es una canción de la banda de rock , escrita por Flowers, el vocalista de la banda, y producida por los miembros de la agrupación junto a Jeff Saltzman para su álbum de estudio debut llamado Hot Fuss de 2004.

When there’s nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I want to stand up, I want to let go
You know, you know – no you don’t, you don’t
I want to shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out

And when there’s nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain’t changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out
You’re gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you’re gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you’re gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I’m not a soldier
I got soul, but I’m not a soldier

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the backburner
You know you got to help me out
You’re gonna bring yourself down
You’re gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don’t you put me on the backburner
Yeah, you’re gonna bring yourself down

Over and again, last call for sin
While everyone’s lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I’ve done
All these things that I’ve done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on



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