Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weekend Classic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webster
Songwriter
Ryan Wells
Songwriter
Christian Richards
Songwriter
Songtexte
Thought I'd see you at the wake
But to my surprise, you weren't even there
So I searched for my escape
I couldn't find the words to say
Ebb and flow beneath the dirt
I never got a chance to make you bleed
Take it from me find a release
I still struggle every day
Just to maintain the life that I hate
You took everything from me
Leaving me with nothing
I probably look pathetic
Because I moved away and came right back
I hope I don't regret it
I was lost between the sidewalk cracks
And I ran away so I could find a change of pace
And I can't help to retrace the feeling
You built me up to be
Something that I hate
Feeling like a burden I can't push these thoughts away
Faded out the only light and cast a shade of grey what's left to do is fade
With a half collapsed lung
I spoke to you in rhyme
I haven't got the time to talk
Because the shadows that you cast fade to grey
Gotta find that vibrance in my life.
Written by: Chris Webster, Christian Richards, Ryan Wells