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VOID (Sped Up Version)
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VOID (Sped Up Version) è stato pubblicato il 30 marzo 2023 da Atlantic Records come parte dell'album VOID - Single
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Data di uscita30 marzo 2023
EtichettaAtlantic Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM119

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Vocals
Rhys Hastings
Rhys Hastings
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Producer
CJ Baran
CJ Baran
Engineer
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Mitch McCarthy
Mitch McCarthy
Mixing Engineer

Testi

In the void, in the void
In the void, in the void
In the void, in the void
In the void, in the void
Void, void, void, void, void, void, void
Baby
I'm spinnin' 'round the corner
It's tasting kinda lonely
And my mind wants to control me
E-e-e-empty
There's rotten things left in me
Injected by society
No one here but me to judge me
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell
I gotta escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holdin' a loaded gun
The void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died, and it's myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I gotta escape the void
There is no other choice, yeah
Gotta escape the void
So strange
I'm tryna find a doorway
My eyes are starin' at me
And they seem so damn unhappy
C-c-c-collect
My fickle insecurities
And turn them into beauty
Alchemize the dark within me
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell
I gotta escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holdin' a loaded gun
The void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died, and it's myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I gotta escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holdin' a loaded gun
The void
Written by: Melanie Martinez
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