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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kristan Dawson
Kristan Dawson
Guitare
Daniel Winter-Bates
Daniel Winter-Bates
Cris
Adam Jackson
Adam Jackson
Batterie
Davyd Winter-Bates
Davyd Winter-Bates
Basse
Ed Hartwell
Ed Hartwell
Guitare rythmique
Tom Prendergast
Tom Prendergast
Claviers
Dan Weller
Dan Weller
Programmation
Randy Slaugh
Randy Slaugh
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kristan Dawson
Kristan Dawson
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Winter-Bates
Daniel Winter-Bates
Paroles/Composition
Adam Jackson
Adam Jackson
Paroles/Composition
Davyd Winter-Bates
Davyd Winter-Bates
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Weller
Dan Weller
Production
Jamie Ward
Jamie Ward
Ingénierie
Joseph McQueen
Joseph McQueen
Ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Where do I belong If pressure takes over? This weight I can shoulder Where did we go wrong? Heavy head without a crown A heartbeat without a sound A snapped neck without a noose A torturous game we always lose Yeah Way beyond Way beyond the feelings I can't control I'm just a bastard tryna save my soul Death comes easy for me Finish me off because I'm trying to leave Nothing left to give, no one left to serve Forget heaven, I'll go somewhere I deserve Death comes easy for me Finish me off because I'm trying to leave Nothing left to give, no one left to serve Forget heaven, I'll go somewhere I deserve We do not belong Where pressure takes over This weight I can shoulder But where did we go wrong? The void where this has gone Growing ever colder This wound remains open Are we close to the end now? Heavy head without a crown A heartbeat without a sound A snapped neck without a noose A torturous game we always lose We've been lost in oceans, drowning So breathe in, hold in, sinking, darkness We've been lost in oceans, drowning We are surrendered to the deep Ah We do not belong Where pressure takes over This weight I can shoulder But where did we go wrong? The void where this has gone Growing ever colder This wound remains open Are we close to the end now? Did you really think I gave up on life? Get it Death comes easy for me Finish me off because I'm trying to leave Nothing left to give, no one left to serve Forget heaven, I'll go somewhere I deserve Death comes easy for me Finish me off because I'm trying to leave Nothing left to give, no one left to serve Forget heaven, I'll go somewhere I deserve Forget heaven, I'll go somewhere I deserve
Writer(s): Adam Jackson, Daniel Winter Bates, David Winter Bates, Kristan Dawson, Tom Prendergast, Ed Hartwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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