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Dead Things
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Rock
Skladba Dead Things vyšla 23. května 2025 2285049 Records DK na albu C-Sides - EP
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Datum vydání23. května 2025
Štítek2285049 Records DK
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM148

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Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Dertano
Andrew Dertano
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lochner
Andrew Lochner
Songwriter
Johanna Katharina Ernst
Johanna Katharina Ernst
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lochner
Andrew Lochner
Producer
Andrew Dertano
Andrew Dertano
Producer

Texty

I shouldn't give a damn
Open my wounds
Revive all my traumata
Back at sweet and innocent
Helpless hope
I was so alone
Grow up way too fast
Perfectionist
Less was never asked
Hurting myself now pro-level
No one can do it better
An overthinker
Spiral down
But made it part of me
The sad girl
Wear all black
Pretend it's just a phase
But it never is
Maybe I'm self-ironic
Maybe call me masochistic
Stay with the madness
Enemies
No one make me feel as safe
Just give me more dead things to keep me warm
More gone feelings that I could mourn
My stockholm syndrome has learned to swim
Break the ice, until I'm breaking in
Got a lot to say
With a voice to outgrow
O.g. flame, warming or burning my hate
Got a lot to say
With a voice not my own
O.g. flame, warming or burning my face
Misery and me
Pro-team
Symbiotic like ivy
More time in my head
More time to attack
Maybe I'm self-ironic
Maybe call me masochistic
Stay with the madness
Enemies
No one make me feel as safe
Just give me more dead things to keep me warm
More gone feelings that I could mourn
My stockholm syndrome has learned to swim
Break the ice, until I'm breaking in
My condition's never been worse
One by one feeling the urge
To just get rid of me
To just get rid of what's in my mind
Broke my heart a thousand times
Still an unsolved crime
Maybe I'm self-ironic
Maybe call me masochistic
Stay with the madness
Enemies
No one make me feel as safe
Just give me more dead things to keep me warm
More gone feelings that I could mourn
My stockholm syndrome has learned to swim
Break the ice, until I'm breaking in
Written by: Andrew Lochner, Johanna Katharina Ernst
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