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False Start

Punk

False Start fue lanzado el 29 de mayo de 2026 por Zeitstrafe como parte del álbum Hands to Hold Each Other

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumHands to Hold Each Other

Fecha de lanzamiento29 de mayo de 2026

Sello discográficoZeitstrafe

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM139

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Between Bodies

Intérprete

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Christopher Schmidt

Christopher Schmidt

Autoría

Benedikt Ricken

Benedikt Ricken

Autoría

Nils Fischer

Composición

Susan Van Beek Rogers

Susan Van Beek Rogers

Composición

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

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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