Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sondore
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Зеновьев Николай
Composer
Жиронкина Кристина
Composer
Мария Смолко
Songwriter
Lyrics
These questions make me bleed
And leave me alone in my fright
These questions cry and breed
When I’m in my bed late at night
Am I tumbler switched?
A thought or a number, a bud
Do I act as a glitch
While reeking of mud and of blood
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never going to find us
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never, never going to find us
Is hope a wicked word
It’s emptiness makes me erode
Am I a vision blurred
Machine with an an instinct for code
Am I tumbler switched?
A thought or a number, a bud
Do I act as a glitch
While reeking of mud and of blood
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never going to find us
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never, never going to find us
Oh
Move
Are we the world or just a grain
And what will make us whole again
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never going to find us
The change interjects into souls
They sink from uprightness to bias
The gist of us rolls like a ball
It just never, never going to find us
Written by: Жиронкина Кристина, Зеновьев Николай, Мария Смолко
