Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Guitare
Corey Lowery
Corey Lowery
Chant
Dale Stewart
Dale Stewart
Guitare basse
John Humphrey
John Humphrey
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Production
Matt Hyde
Matt Hyde
Ingénierie de mixage
Corey Lowery
Corey Lowery
Ingénieries complémentaires
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Well, I guess I make you nervous
And I probably feel the same
In the end it serves a purpose
I'm just a moth to the flame
When a scratch becomes a lesion
I like to turn the eye that's blind
You create a better version of me
But oh, it's all a lie
[Chorus]
I succumb to the feelings that I never hold
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I'm peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
[Verse 2]
An imitation of a person
Who's never sure who they should be
Well, maybe I can use this version and be
Become a semblance of me
Time to smear the wounds with ointment
And wrap the bandage nice and tight
Then embrace the disappointment that was stolen from a child
[Chorus]
I succumb to the feelings that I never hold
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I'm peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
[Bridge]
It's always the same
I'll just fucking break this
I'll just fucking break this
I'll just fucking break this
I'll just fucking break this
I'll just fucking break this
[Instrumental]
I succumb to the feelings that I never hold
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I'm peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
I succumb to the feelings that I never hold
I just keep them inside me
And now it feels like I'm peeling the flesh from my bones
Let my soul break free
Written by: Shaun Morgan
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