Podobné skladby
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Echos
Performer
Alexandra Norton
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexandra Norton
Songwriter
Tal Richards
Songwriter
David Pramik
Songwriter
Charlie Snyder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tal Richards
Producer
Texty
Bodies in your bedroom that I've never seen
Poison on your fingers like kerosene
Every time I see you, I light up inside
But truth is casting shadows all over me
I see the way you walk through your house
Like a ghost, hollow bones, you're fucking empty
I could see the grave you built in your sheets
I hope you lie in your bed thinking of me
There's a hole inside my chest you can't see
You're the air inside my lungs I can't keep
And I tried telling myself you want me
But I can't keep holding on
There are funerals in my blood that you couldn't see
My head's a burial ground of your memory
But it keeps replaying, got nowhere to hide
When I saw you leaving with her, oh it opened my eyes
I see the way you walk through your house
Like a ghost, hollow bones, you're fucking empty
I could see the grave you built in your sheets
I hope you lie in your bed thinking of me
There's a hole inside my chest you can't see
You're the air inside my lungs I can't keep
And I tried telling myself you want me
But I can't keep holding on
Exit through my chest with your silhouette
You can take what's left with your fucking problems
Exit through my chest with your silhouette
You can take what's left with your
There's a hole inside my chest you can't see
You're the air inside my lungs I can't keep
And I tried telling myself you want me
But I can't keep holding on
There's a hole inside my chest you can't see
You're the air inside my lungs I can't keep
And I tried telling myself you want me
But I can't keep holding on
Writer(s): David Pramik, David Charles Snyder, Alexandra Norton, Tal Levy
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