Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chantelle Wells
Chantelle Wells
Additional Vocals
James Johnson
James Johnson
Bass
Eidola
Eidola
Performer
Sergio Medina
Sergio Medina
Guitar
Matthew Hansen
Matthew Hansen
Drums
Matthew Dommer
Matthew Dommer
Vocals
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Johnson
James Johnson
Composer
Sergio Medina
Sergio Medina
Composer
Matthew Hansen
Matthew Hansen
Composer
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Composer
Matthew Dommer
Matthew Dommer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gigi Zimmer
Gigi Zimmer
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ricky Orozoco
Ricky Orozoco
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kristopher Crummett
Kristopher Crummett
Producer
Ian Cooperstein
Ian Cooperstein
Additional Producer
Andrew Wells
Andrew Wells
Producer

Texty

Bring me your cold and tired (and tired)
I wanna bathe them in the fires of my love (fires of my love)
Tell me your one desire (desire)
I'll show you all the ways you're holding yourself back
Holding yourself back (holding yourself back)
The days turn into nights
Feeding all the doubt inside of me (and I can hardly sleep)
Am I just wasting my life waiting for someone to set me free?
Won't you set me free?
Set me upon a pyre (a pyre)
Watch it burn, extirpate all that's left of me
Tell me who you admire (admire)
I'll show you all the ways you'll never measure up (never measure up)
The days turn into nights
Feeding all the doubt inside of me (and I can hardly sleep)
Am I just wasting my life waiting for someone to set me free?
Won't you set me free?
Stare into the abyss, I could not exist
Substance fades away, such a slow decay
(Wasted all this time) into the abyss, I could not exist
(Wasted all this time) substance fades away
When I let go
Of all the shame thieving me
Of my solace for so long
I will know to redefine what it means
When I pray for you, I pray for you
Empty gardens, sew my name
Bury me in tantric sunlight
Empty gardens, sew my name
Bury me in tantric sunlight
I keep on running, I keep on running out
I keep on running, I keep on running away
I keep on running, I keep on running out
I keep on running, I keep on running away
It's a light inside of a hidden place
At an unknown time in an unkempt space
It's a mantra shifting out of phase
For a scar that time cannot erase
And all along we were told that we would have to wait
'Til we belong and find another way to medicate
And all along we were holding onto so much hate
When I was wrong, I paid for it with every step I took to seal my fate
Stare into the abyss, I could not exist
Substance fades away, such a slow decay
I cannot maintain the weight upon my name
My sickness grows within an empty garden
Written by: Andrew Wells, James Johnson, Matthew Dommer, Matthew Hansen, Sergio Medina
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