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Άλμπουμties that bind
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας23 Ιουνίου 2023
ΕτικέταP@R!5 Baby Records
ΓλώσσαEnglish
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Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM67

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arianna Frost
Arianna Frost
Songwriter

Στίχοι

My love, the time has come for us, we're done
Thought I could solve us, we were overrun
The puzzle pieces left don't fit no one
If love's a game, neither of us have won
I'm pulling, I'm breathing, I'm stretching
I'm changing, I'm leaving them guessing
Out of my chrysalis I re-attached my spine
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
I'm tugging, I'm gasping, I'm pushing
Enduring, I'm finding my footing
With no hand on my waist I'm no longer confined
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
You were the image of perfection in my head
But your actions tend to fill me up with dread
It's hard for me to jump out of my head
I'm always questioning the little things you said
Now you're pushing me away, now you're pushing me away, now you're pushing me away now
Now I'm giving you away, now I'm giving you away, now I'm giving you away now
And you're regretting everything, you're regretting everything, you're regretting everything now
I reflect on everything, now I'm shedding everything, I'm protecting only me now
I'm pulling, I'm breathing, I'm stretching
I'm changing, I'm leaving them guessing
Out of my chrysalis I re-attached my spine
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
I'm tugging, I'm gasping, I'm pushing
Enduring, I'm finding my footing
With no hand on my waist I'm no longer confined
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
Bind, bind, bind
The ties that bind
Circle us then intertwine
They're running laps around the chemistry inside our minds
Interconnected, knotting nooses around our love that's dying
We tuned our frequencies to separate stations, malaligned
I planted flowerbeds in the grave of all that we had left
After we're done there wasn't much left there to resurrect
I sprouted vines and thorns outreaching from my fingertips
Retaliating beauty, with a bite hidden behind my lips
I'm pulling, I'm breathing, I'm stretching
I'm changing, I'm leaving them guessing
Out of my chrysalis I re-attached my spine
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
I'm tugging, I'm gasping, I'm pushing
Enduring, I'm finding my footing
With no hand on my waist I'm no longer confined
Now I'm cutting all of these ties that bind
Written by: Arianna Frost
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