Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Combust
Performer
Andrew Vacante
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Miller
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Miller
Recording Engineer
Testi
There’s a world outside/ But it might as well be nowhere/ A society gone blind/ An overstimulated nightmare/ You got it all on a string, But you ain’t earned a thing/ The truth ain’t for all men, Just for the ones who seek it Youve been trapped inside a losing game/ All the best things in life are paid with pain/ Cant relate to your complacency/ Because the best things in life are paid with pain There’s a world outside/ But they’re all going nowhere/ Rather Throw it all down the well before you even try to care/ No gods or kings will ever pull my strings/ The truth was for some men and I’m the one who seeks it I can’t relate. This life I’ve made. Accept your fate. Now the price of pain it meant everything. Now the price of pain I paid it meant everything.
Written by: Zach Miller

