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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Turner Midzain
Vocals
Mike Badmington
Bass
Kevin Nelson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Turner Midzain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jesse Gander
Producer
Jason Livermore
Mastering Engineer
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No use forgiving all the damage never done
I raised the white flag for a war that isn't won
I needed a sign so I set myself on fire
Saw my reflection and I headed to the light
One day I will return home
But as someone, that you don't know
There's got to be so much more
That I exhaust from my soul
But I can't get blood from a stone
I feel constricted, yet I'm alive
Somehow it's calming, to know that I could die
My bloody hands, drip with defeat
No use explaining, there's no need to speak
One day I will return home
But as someone, that you don't know
There's got to be so much more
That I exhaust from my soul
But I can't get blood from a stone
I might be losing my mind
I might be losing my mind
I might be losing my mind
I might be losing my mind
I might be losing my mind (if you say so)
I might be losing my mind (if you say so)
One day I will return home
But as someone, that you don't know
There's got to be so much more
That I exhaust from my soul
I can't keep shaking my grave
Until I find my day
I can't keep living this way
Squeezing what's left of all I know
I can't get blood from a, I can't get blood from a stone
Written by: Turner Midzain