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ISOLATED
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Metal
ISOLATED è stato pubblicato il 19 luglio 2024 da Independent come parte dell'album A HOME IN THE SUFFERING
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Data di uscita19 luglio 2024
EtichettaIndependent
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DEADSKIN
DEADSKIN
Performer
Mitchell Rawlings
Mitchell Rawlings
Guitar
James Gibson
James Gibson
Bass Guitar
Ben Baragwanath
Ben Baragwanath
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mitchell Rawlings
Mitchell Rawlings
Composer
James Gibson
James Gibson
Composer
Ben Baragwanath
Ben Baragwanath
Composer
Mitchell Fogarty
Mitchell Fogarty
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Cadden
Tom Cadden
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer

Testi

I let the devil in
His presence was comforting, and I found a home in the suffering
Into the endless grey, why do I have to be this way?
I've lost my fucking mind, bleeding to blur the lines
Desperation swells to feel agonised
I was lost in the deadlights
The truth was buried in the holes of the dry wall
All I need is some rope-burn luxury
Cause I'm a crippled motherfucker
Always looking just to suffer
Why do I feel this way?
I've been circling to find a fucking exit
I've been circling to find a place to hide
Will I find peace when they bury me alive?
Pseudo, faked smiles, a fucking facade
How do I even recognise myself?
Why am I always fucking isolated?
Isolated
I've said it before, so I'll say it again
I can't control these fucking voices in my head
Every single time I try to speak I become so fucking weak
Fall to my knees screaming please
Just give me a sign I need to be alright
Just give me a sign I need to be alright
I can hear the walls they're talking to me now
It's the silence inside of the deafening sound
I've been circling to find a fucking exit
I've been circling to find a place to hide
Will I find peace when they bury me alive?
Pseudo, faked smiles, a fucking facade
How do I even recognise myself?
Why am I always fucking isolated?
The truth was buried in the holes of the dry wall
I can hear them talking now
Tear it down, fucking tear it down
It was always gonna be this way
It's in my motherfucking DNA
Written by: Ben Baragwanath, James Gibson, Mitchell Fogarty, Mitchell Rawlings
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