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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Underoath
Underoath
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mctague
Timothy Mctague
Composer
Grant Brandell
Grant Brandell
Composer
Aaron Gillespie
Aaron Gillespie
Songwriter
Spencer Chamberlain
Spencer Chamberlain
Composer
Chris Dudley
Chris Dudley
Composer
James Smith
James Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Underoath
Underoath
Producer
Adam Dutkiewicz
Adam Dutkiewicz
Producer
Matt Goldman
Matt Goldman
Producer

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[Verse 1]
The time has come for you to sit this out
To fit inside your mold
Would be to sell myself short
[Verse 2]
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks (We see everything)
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
Is filling up to our necks (We see everything)
[Verse 3]
Oh, my story's growing and growing, it is (On my last request)
Don't make me feel so contradicting
There's no room for cheating and being yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their mouth
And on the last hour, we write so many new chapters again
And on the outside, where there are no surprises
[Verse 4]
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
Now filling up to our necks (We see everything)
[Verse 5]
Oh, it's getting longer and longer, come on
To see it through their eyes would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night, after night, after night
Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth
[Verse 6]
Taste and see, I swear I know what's good
Be still and know that they won't lie to you
Every single time, you're facing lies
[Verse 7]
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks
Come on, this ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
Is now filling up to our necks (We see everything)
We see, we see, we see everything
We see, we see, we see everything
[Verse 8]
I know why you never take your eyes off from me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
I know why you never take your eyes off from me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
[Verse 9]
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
Well, I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
[Verse 10]
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon (We see everything)
This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right)
This ground we tread upon (We see)
Written by: Aaron Gillespie, Chris Dudley, Grant Brandell, James Smith, Spencer Chamberlain, Timothy Mctague
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