More songs by Nine Inch Nails
Description
Programmer, Producer, Recordingarranger, Composer Lyricist: Trent Reznor
Recordingarranger, Producer, Programmer, Composer Lyricist: Atticus Ross
Producer: Boys Noize
Additionalproducer, Additional Programming Engineer: Ian Kirkpatrick
Additional Programming Engineer, Additionalproducer, Engineer: Hudson Mohawke
Additional Programming Engineer, Additionalproducer: BJ Burton
Mixing Engineer: Serban Ghenea
Recording Engineer: Bryce Bordone
Mastering Engineer: Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer: Idania Valencia
Mastering Engineer: Mike Marsh
Engineer: Jacob Moreno
Lyrics and translation
Original
The way it makes me feel, infection
It's almost like a tongue on the back of my neck
I never had a choice, connection
I never had a chance to catch my breath
It's eating up the space between us
It's eating up all remaining doubt
It's filling up the hole inside you
It's trying to find a way to let itself out
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yеah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yеah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give me something to believe in
All these hands have got a hold of me
Give me something to believe in
As alive as you need me to be
Always going to go this way, there's no turning back
Never any other way, there's no turning back
Everything for a reason, everything for a reason
Everything for a reason, everything for a reason
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give me something to believe in
All these hands have got a hold of me
Give me something to believe in
As alive as you need me to be