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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Purity Ring
Interprète
Corin Roddick
Interprète
Megan James
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Corin Roddick
Composition
Megan James
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Corin Roddick
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
I had a feeling you broke and the smoke filled you up
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
You have a mind that makes the sight of the weight you pick up
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
There is a color that shines through your skin
Like the moon on the wind, when I dare bear you in
The night is full on the half of your evaded mass
And the rings vandalize
We are stranger than Earth with the seasons misled
Stronger than the moons
When our parts parted, she bled and bled and bled
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
There is no lesson in magic
There were untimely dreams where I knew
Woken in a fog, don't sweat it
And reckon none of it had come from you
There is no lesson in magic
There were untimely dreams where I knew
Woken in a fog, don't sweat it
And reckon none of it had come from you
Pity seek what we might lose
But in a week might our weakness elude
There was a stagger that shifted my hips
Oh, how swiftly it shook the dew from my lips
There was a danger that seeped from my skull
How it dripped on us all, but it wasn't your fault
We are stranger than Earth with the seasons misled
Stronger than the moons
When our parts parted, she bled and bled and bled
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
Again, again, again, I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout you
I wasn't
And we break downstairs with our fevers in the air
I forgot to ask how I only left them there
How thick it sits and why your eyes glare
How thick it sits and why your eyes glare
Pity seek what we might lose
But in a week might our weakness elude
Writer(s): Corin Roddick, Megan James
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