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Claw
8
Rock
Claw è stato pubblicato il 25 luglio 2025 da Sighthound Sounds come parte dell'album Lupine Daughter
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Data di uscita25 luglio 2025
EtichettaSighthound Sounds
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM77

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scout Paré-Phillips
Scout Paré-Phillips
Bass
Jeffrey Berner
Jeffrey Berner
Guitar
George Cessna
George Cessna
Background Vocals
Eric Paltell
Eric Paltell
Guitar
Angela McJunkin
Angela McJunkin
Cello
Sam Lazzara
Sam Lazzara
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scout Paré-Phillips
Scout Paré-Phillips
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scout Paré-Phillips
Scout Paré-Phillips
Producer

Testi

Life is long
But vitality is not promised to me
In case of emergency
I need you here to oversee
My hackles are up because there's a wolf in our pack
It creeps up on me slowly, draining, fatiguing
Racing dogs can't outrun this one
So play dead til it passes and hold your breath
I'm anxious about throwing a clot
Not waking up, letting you down
Leaving you alone, if I am chasing my tail
Self-immolation from systemic inflammation
My immune system failing, my body being barren
The dust on my pillow, the air that I breathe
The sun on my skin, my hair falling out
My jaw locking up, drinking poison from our well
And most of all, being my father's daughter
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end, end
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end, end
What does it mean to be healthy and clean
If you can't just fucking enjoy anything
It seems disease will eat me alive
So bite off any piece of me you want to keep
I can't play the guitar I built
Not anymore, so what am I good for
Mixed connective tissue destruction
I know it all cause I watched it happen
To my daddy's claw hands
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end, end
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end, end
It seems we all have to make peace
With the thought life is finite
So, get it right on the first try
Watch me whither like the flower
I'll become to you
Let's make you a keepsake
A dried bouquet of my body to cling
Is this the end
Is this the end
Is this the end
Written by: Scout Paré-Phillips
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