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Synapse
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Synapse fue publicado el 18 de agosto de 2023 por CRIM como parte del álbum Synapse - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento18 de agosto de 2023
SelloCRIM
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM86

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
CRIM
CRIM
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eoin O'Dwyer
Eoin O'Dwyer
Composer
Christopher McCutcheon
Christopher McCutcheon
Songwriter

Letras

Eyes have been affixed upon the ceiling for a minute
I can tell you're acting different, is it me or just the distance?
'Cause I moved across the country, tryna run from who I was
And I'll reduce myself to nothing, hopes of maybe feeling something
Now I'm lost
Maybe I should take a step back, I've been killing myself at what cost
I've been working like a dog, got it from my dad, do it for my mom
I need to reach out, ever since I left
Homie and my brother don't talk
I've been acting like a cunt, but I'm always gonna blame it on a rut
Lying awake
Feeling like my synapses are setting ablaze
Falling out of love with everything that I create
I take one step forward just to fall onto my face
I don't believe I can be saved
I'm lost and so conflicted, this loneliness is sinking
The only thing I have consistent in my life's addiction
Thought I lost my mind, but I lost my attentiveness
I made you cry because I swore this time would be different
These razor blades are bloody, looks like my sleeves are bleeding
I'm fucking lost, looking to God, trying to fix this feeling
These thoughts don't come in waves, rather shower me lightly
They're so seductive in nature, it's like they're trying to invite me
I'm so indecisive, I just don't know what I want
And I got zero restraint, I just don't know when to stop
If you give me an escape, then I'll give you what you want
But you keep tearing me down, I think I've given enough
I do this shit to myself, I'm growing sick and deranged
I spent twenty whole years slowly rotting my brain
The body will follow, cut off the head of the snake
I wanna kill myself, but I don't have what it takes
Lying awake
Feeling like my synapses are setting ablaze
Falling out of love with everything that I create
I take one step forward just to fall onto my face
I don't believe I can be saved
Written by: Christopher McCutcheon, Eoin O'Dwyer
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