Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oceana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denny Agosto
Composer
Jack Burns
Composer
Alexander Schultz
Composer
Brennan Taulbee
Composer
Robert Davis
Composer
Testi
I kept a cross in my right hand
I dropped it into the quicksand the wood went to waste
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
I left it there for a blind man
He pulled it out with no questions and I took his place
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
And when there's nowhere to fit
It leaves us here to be compared to him
How could you bend your fears
The day was reduced to tears
Your stomach was armor an aid that would save your life
It's impossible for you to hear
I kept a cross in my right hand
I dropped it into the quicksand the wood went to waste
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
I left it there for a blind man
He pulled it out with no questions and I took his place
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
And when there's nowhere to fit
It leaves us here to be compared to him
Breather followed me here you followed my footsteps here
You fit in my head like a father I'll never remember you ever
Breather followed me here you followed my footsteps here (you ever)
How could you bend your fears
The day was reduced to tears
Your stomach was armor an aid that would save your life
It's impossible for you to hear (It's impossible for you to hear)
And when there's nowhere to fit
It leaves us here to be compared to him
And when there's nowhere to fit
It leaves us here to be compared
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
Waste faith It's broken
You're furthering self to fame losing your god is leaving
Written by: Alexander Schultz, Brennan Taulbee, Denny Agosto, Jack Burns, Robert Davis
