Nejlepší skladby od interpreta The Motion Below
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Motion Below
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Joseph Matheson
Songwriter
Thomas Edward Katgert
Songwriter
Aiden Douglas Johnston-Scott
Songwriter
Stephen Edward Latocha
Songwriter
Texty
I see myself as the enemy
I'm not the same person that I was yesterday
My agency left me with a cloud of smoke
This has all got to be some kind of sick joke
When will I learn?
I keep telling myself 'everything's okay'
But I know I'm lying through my teeth
I don't need you to tell me
The darkness is surrounding me
Consuming everything
Block it out, drown it out, another bottle down
Don't matter what you say
I follow this pattern day by day
Your cries fall on deaf ears
I became the crux of all of my worst fears
The world can wait 'til I am done
I don't need you to fill my head with all your truth
So hold your tongue and keep your mouth shut
Don't remind me of what I've become
I need to forget that I'm rotting on the inside
I'll crumble if I don't push the doubt from my mind
I don't care if I amount to nothing
All that I need is the comfort that sleep brings
All that I'm good for is emptying wallets
Into their pockets, my misery profits them
Try to ignore it
I should have forseen it
My body is aching, my vision is twisting to red
Don't matter what you say
I follow this pattern day by day
Your cries fall on deaf ears
I became the crux of all of my worst fears
The world can wait 'til I am done
I don't need you to fill my head with all your truth
So hold your tongue and keep your mouth shut
Don't remind me of what I've become
I need to forget that I'm rotting on the inside
I'll crumble if I don't push the doubt from my mind
Take me back to where I belong
Between my sheets, the sweet release
(My sweet release)
I'll tell myself what I always say
When the morning comes I'll make the change
When tomorrow comes
Things won't be the same
Don't matter what you say
I follow this pattern day by day
Your cries fall on deaf ears
I became the crux of all of my worst fears
The world can wait 'til I am done
I don't need you to fill my head with all your truth
So hold your tongue and keep your mouth shut
Don't remind me of what I've become
I need to forget that I'm rotting on the inside
I'll crumble if I don't push the doubt from my mind
I can't ignore this
My guise is cracking again
My body's exacting its fucking toll on me
Written by: Aiden Douglas Johnston-Scott, Ryan Joseph Matheson, Stephen Edward Latocha, Thomas Edward Katgert