Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weekend Classic
The Weekend Classic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webster
Chris Webster
Songwriter
Ryan Wells
Ryan Wells
Songwriter
Christian Richards
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
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