Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Beth
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Scott Cutler
Paroles/Composition
Anne Preven
Paroles/Composition
Phil Thornalley
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Vale Music Spain S.L.
Production déléguée
Gestmusic-Endemol S.A.
Production déléguée
Ten Productions
Production
Paroles
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn, you're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
Which crawled beneath my veins
And now I don't care
I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can touch, I'm torn
(Repeat chorus)
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn
(Repeat chorus)
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed, bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn
Torn...
Writer(s): Phil Thornalley, Anne Preven, Scott Cutler
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