Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Throwaway Scene
The Throwaway Scene
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Jonathan Ward
Thomas Jonathan Ward
Songwriter
Oliver Richard Hame
Oliver Richard Hame
Songwriter

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It's safe to say this is a mess
She's on a call, convinced he's broken
Tie him up, restrain him now
Repudiation is the latest crown
I saw her looking again
Staring from the outside in
I guess I got nothing to tell you
That line's see-through
All that she wants is his safety (someone save me)
Or half as much as he gave me (am I just crazy?)
All along, everything's happening all at once
Scared of believing that something's wrong
Broken and beaten, he's holding on
To a time, way before this
Caught you lookin' at me like I deserve it
Fake death, no crying, not ready to, not ready to
Still trying, but they don't wanna let him know
Voices in his head, how do we make them stop?
Getting late, and you can hear him in the hall again
Don't take him from me, please, don't take him from me
All along, everything's happening all at once
Scared of believing that something's wrong
Broken and beaten, he's holding on
To a time, way before this
Caught you lookin' at me like I deserve it
Fake death, no crying
I'm not ready to grieve
I'm not ready to, I'm not ready to (let you leave)
There's nothing colder to see
Eyes looking empty
Like he's ready to leave
In a reality shift
Absent minds become adrift
I was in love with you then
Oh God, this can't be the end
In a reality shift
The mind protects to exist
Don't tell me this isn't love
Haven't we suffered enough?
Written by: Oliver Hame, Thomas Jonathan Ward
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