Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Cemetery Sun
Cemetery Sun
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Elliot Polokoff
Elliot Polokoff
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Scarpelli
Matthew Scarpelli
Paroles/Composition
Joshua Doty
Joshua Doty
Paroles/Composition
Austen Butler
Austen Butler
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Elliot Polokoff
Elliot Polokoff
Production
Matthew Scarpelli
Matthew Scarpelli
Production
Joshua Doty
Joshua Doty
Production

Paroles

Reach below the surface
I'm struggling to breathe
I can hear the voice of who I was too blind to see
Through all the misdirection and the fog that's rolling in
Someone tell me where to go and how I start again
I don't feel a thing anymore
Need just a little bit more time on my own
And I, I added everything up
I said enough was enough
I'm still trying to cut into my heart of stone
Feels like suffocation
There's hands around the neck
Nowhere else to run when all the walls are closing in
And I can't seem to face this when I'm always giving in
Ventilate my own mistakes, I'm losing oxygen
I don't feel a thing anymore
Need just a little bit more time on my own
And I, I added everything up
I said enough was enough
I'm still trying to cut into my heart of stone
Yeah!
I don't feel a thing anymore
Need just a little bit more time on my own
(The stone is still there)
I don't feel a thing anymore (don't feel a thing anymore)
Need just a little bit more (just a little bit more)
Time on my own (time, time, time)
And I, I added everything up (added everything up)
I said enough was enough
I'm still trying to cut into my heart of stone
Oh-whoa, whoa, oh-whoa
Written by: Austen Butler, Elliot Polokoff, Joshua Doty, Matthew Scarpelli
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