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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rubens
The Rubens
Performer
Elliott Margin
Elliott Margin
Bass Guitar
Izaac Margin
Izaac Margin
Drums
Samuel Margin
Samuel Margin
Lead Vocals
William Zeglis
William Zeglis
Electric Guitar
Scott Baldwin
Scott Baldwin
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elliott Margin
Elliott Margin
Composer
Izaac Margin
Izaac Margin
Composer
Samuel Margin
Samuel Margin
Composer
William Zeglis
William Zeglis
Composer
Scott Baldwin
Scott Baldwin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Rubens
The Rubens
Producer
Konstantin Kersting
Konstantin Kersting
Producer

Στίχοι

Apple of my eye let your light shine heavy on the ground Scatter leaves to cover my let down Fertilise whatever comes next now Woah I could never cry too polite now I let it tumble down Open up your heart let me get out Killing season no one is left now we're froze Uh a deep hole Bury me and never let the enemy know That was good That was gold Don't believe it but it's living down in your soul It never leaves it takes a hold Nothing but the best and yet I need you alone So plant a seed and see it grow Up to the lords height Smiling but it's not nice I see all my fears at one time They're coming for me and you know That you gotta believe I'm right As hard as it seems you could try Yeah Apple of my eye let your light shine heavy on the ground Scatter leaves to cover my let down Fertilise whatever comes next now Woah I could never cry too polite now I let it tumble down Open up your heart let me get out Killing season no one is left now we're froze Standing on the wrong side Talking like we're good and alright But I drag my feet across coals While you're feeding me fire and lies And I'm seeing it for the first time As I begin to let go You were never mine Apple of my eye let your light shine heavy on the ground Scatter leaves to cover my let down Fertilise whatever comes next now Woah I could never cry too polite now I let it tumble down Open up your heart let me get out Killing season no one is left now, froze Apple of my eye let your light shine heavy on the ground Scatter leaves to cover my let down Fertilise whatever comes next now Woah I could never cry too polite now I let it tumble down Open up your heart let me get out Killing season no one is left now we're froze
Writer(s): Elliott Margin, Izaac Margin, Samuel Margin, Scott Baldwin, William Zeglis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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