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Standpoint
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X è stato pubblicato il 1 febbraio 2023 da StandPoint come parte dell'album Brain Waves
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AlbumBrain Waves
Data di uscita1 febbraio 2023
EtichettaStandPoint
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM199

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Standpoint
Standpoint
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Adrian
James Adrian
Lyrics

Testi

Doctor, is there a cure?
I want to know. Will I live any more? I ain’t
gonna lie; I don’t want to die, ‘cause if I
end up in hell, I won’t wonder, “Why?” It’s trying to
steal my soul I feel so cold. It’s gotten
difficult just to lift my skull; got to
get control… But the less morphine
coursing through are more things foreseen:
a surgeon, a nurse and a third guy, too.
Wait. That’s me, from birds’ eye view,
The covers are wet; covered in red from
blood that I shed. How much have I bled?
Huffing for breath, chest getting weak,
leaving the flesh, not ready to cease yet.
Fingers are set and I’ll never release; I ain’t
resting in peace. Death is a beast.
X marks the spot; checkmark the box. (The sharp,
crooked blade’ll stop your heart like a target dot.)
X marks the spot; checkmark the box. (The sharp,
crooked blade’ll stop your heart like a target dot.)
Life flashing before my eyes, warm inside,
moving towards the guide. A voice advised
me, “Avoid the light.” Which choice is
right? Was I born to die, joining my heroes?
It appears so and it’s clear no
one is here. Most went ahead. I'll see them
when I’m dead. Must be in and out, ‘cause I can
see 'em, now hovering over my hospital bed.
Time’s running low. I want to know when God’s Son will
show. Can’t decide if I’m gonna go. Mind’s
functioning, slow. What are you gonna do when death
comes for you? Trick question. Catch twenty-two.
Slow death. Low breath. No less I ain't
willing to go yet. I won't rest. Not after
all this progress. Still got a low
sense of responsibility in this whole mess.
X marks the spot; checkmark the box. (The sharp,
crooked blade’ll stop your heart like a target dot.)
X marks the spot; checkmark the box. (The sharp,
crooked blade’ll stop your heart like a target dot.)
I’m indebted to anyone that ever said I won't live to
hit twenty-six when I'm seventy-eight because in the end, it
was them giving me the incentive to get up and make
enemies wait for my yet-to-be fate a century late.
Weather I make it through heavenly gates or they send me
to Satan, every light eventually fades. Don’t tremble & shake.
Afraid to fly. It ain’t late to try. Your fate can’t be seen by the
naked eye ’til it’s faded by before you can say goodbye.
Written by: James Adrian

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