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False Start
4
De gira
Punk
False Start fue lanzado el 29 de mayo de 2026 por Zeitstrafe como parte del álbum Hands to Hold Each Other
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Fecha de lanzamiento29 de mayo de 2026
Sello discográficoZeitstrafe
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM139

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Between Bodies
Between Bodies
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Christopher Schmidt
Christopher Schmidt
Autoría
Benedikt Ricken
Benedikt Ricken
Autoría
Nils Fischer
Nils Fischer
Composición
Susan Van Beek Rogers
Susan Van Beek Rogers
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Lewis Johns
Lewis Johns
Producción

Letra

When exactly did the future cease being a companion that you needed?
Did the hours lose their taste with the sores they passed over the dinner table?
Learning the alphabet of a language we couldn't yet speak
Up in the attic, on an unfamiliar street
Trying to build on the hot ashes of what they burned down for years
My truth is small and dripping from the fire water still
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Trying to build on the hot ashes of what they burned down for years
My truth is small and dripping from the fire water still
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Was it failure of friends or just ill-defined destiny
The absence of parental fucking advisory?
Who's at fault, the state or God?
I wear these questions like a second skin
It was kids helping kids instead of mothers and fathers
Eho buried you after they never bothered
They should have been your shore
Not the water in your sinking car
Words are like the weather. Some days they burn like the sun
Some nights they fall like heavy rain. Make 'em come undone
When exactly did the future cease being a companion that you needed?
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Written by: Benedikt Ricken, Christopher Schmidt, Nils Fischer, Susan Van Beek Rogers
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