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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Finnan Mclean
Finnan Mclean
Bass Guitar
Jack Henley
Jack Henley
Drums
Mark Holley
Mark Holley
Lead Vocals
Black Foxxes
Black Foxxes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Finnan Mclean
Finnan Mclean
Lyrics
Jack Henley
Jack Henley
Lyrics
Mark Holley
Mark Holley
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adrian Bushby
Adrian Bushby
Producer
George Perks
George Perks
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I am confused and obsessive, why's this so hard? I am staggeringly intent on fucking all of this up Will you use me? Use me! Please get your fix You'll be gone in the morning. Please get your fix I am confused, conflicted, why's this so hard? I am contorted in my vision, why's this so hard? There is comfort in silence. All talk is weight I'm conscious I have made too many fucking mistakes I am a void, a prison, the source of my hate I am blaming my condition on all of my mistakes I am— holy hell, why's this so hard? I am avoiding the solution 'cause I love sabotage I am done If you give me the chance, wait 'til I'm home I'll be back in the highs if you forgive those lows I am comfortably wasted, comfortably numb I am so out of touch. I am all of the above I am twisted, sister, cat got your tongue? You are the only one I need 'cause you're all of the above I am confused, conflicted, why's this so hard I am avoiding the solution 'cause I love sabotage I am done Wait All of this All of this All of this Why's this so hard Why's this so hard Why's this so hard Why's this Visualise this and I'll visualise that Cat got your tongue? It's self sabotage Visualise this and I'll visualise that Cat got your tongue? It's self sabotage Come find me Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun All of this (Wait) (Wait) (Wait) (All of this) Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun All of this I crave a sensation This is not time to go outside This is not the time to go outside The wind here never changes I am the sea This repetitive child swims sideways Gannets dive into a whirlpool of black When the grass hits your toes And the warmth hits your tongue I am the sea I crave a sensation I crave a sensation That god only gives Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun Contain me, contort me, I am the gun All of this
Writer(s): Mark Jonathan Holley, Finnan Mcclean, Jack Henley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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