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Riptide
31
Pop Punk
Riptide fue lanzado el 17 de abril de 2020 por Revival Recordings como parte del álbum We Are Who We Are - EP
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Fecha de lanzamiento17 de abril de 2020
Sello discográficoRevival Recordings
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM162

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
The Second After
The Second After
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Michael Greason
Michael Greason
Composición
Alfred Williamson
Alfred Williamson
Composición
Nolan Shambley
Nolan Shambley
Composición
Ryan McDonald
Ryan McDonald
Composición

Letra

[Verse 1]
Measure up, be enough to power through it when
The light ahead flickers dead and you can't see the end
Move along and let it fade into dust
Come on out, sing it loud, we'll pull you out of the rut
[Verse 2]
So here's to another day spent wasting good intentions
I'm fearing the worst if I can bring myself to mention
What goes up, must come down
Even the best seem to hit the ground
And sooner or later, you'll call me a traitor
I'll still have your back when you turn around
[Verse 3]
Looks like I've played myself again
Player one in a game I'll never win
Gripping tight to a sign of discontent
I wanna find what you hide undercover
Oh no, I fit the footprints in the sand
Whoa, I'm stuck and the cycle never ends
[Verse 4]
I'm stuck and the cycle never ends
[Verse 5]
Line me up here, side by side
To all the versions of myself I tried and failed to rise
I've gotta refine and stabilize
I'm sitting closer to the edge with every compromise
[Verse 6]
And there's no way to tell
Take each step with care, and hope for the best
But I won't get too comfortable or let my goals be shook
I can't just waste it away
[Verse 7]
Looks like I played myself again
Player one in a game I'll never win
Gripping tight to a sign of discontent
I wanna find what you hide undercover
Oh no, I fit the footprints in the sand
Whoa, I'm stuck and the cycle never ends
[Verse 8]
The cycle never ends
The cycle never ends
The cycle never ends
[Verse 9]
Looks like I played myself again
Player one in a game I'll never win
Gripping tight to a sign of discontent
I wanna find what you hide undercover
Oh no, I fit the footprints in the sand
Whoa, I'm stuck and the cycle never ends
Written by: Alfred Williamson, Michael Greason, Nolan Shambley, Ryan McDonald
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