Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thomas Concaildi
Thomas Concaildi
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Concaildi
Thomas Concaildi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Concaildi
Thomas Concaildi
Producer

Lyrics

Room on a shelf
Expiring
What is it doing
What does it mean
They sat beside
Running out of time
To find me
For my service
Something's are dead and gone
And I'll be there waiting
Bleeding
For you
You won't take me alive
Room on a shelf
For expiring things
What is it doing
Turning on you kindly
Left alone
Running out of time
What does it mean
Whatever it is to you
Bleed
Bleed
Fuck
Written by: Thomas Concaildi
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