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Scattered
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Scattered은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2015년 4월 21일일에 Sin Anestesia distributed by Altafonte에서 발매되었습니다.To Life!
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앨범To Life!
발매일2015년 4월 21일
라벨Sin Anestesia distributed by Altafonte
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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BPM62

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Electric Nana
Electric Nana
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Monica Vazquez
Monica Vazquez
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Fernando Montesinos
Fernando Montesinos
프로듀서

가사

In the long walk that takes me back home,
back to the things that give shape to my sorrow.
Far from the job and the nonsense I've done,
I stand for a second pretending I'm not really here anymore.
I dream of the person that I could have been
if only I knew how to make the right choices.
I trip over love and the hope I once hold
of finding myself and the right man to call when I'm walking back home.
I'm scattered around like the snow when it's starting to fall.
Give me a new heart, give me a new hope, give back my life, give me back my soul.
I'm freezing inside of this hollow immensity of cold, sour, damned choices.
Strangled desire playing chess in my soul,
losing my dreams to the bills I keep scratching.
Feeding my faith to the worst part of me,
the hunger of buying a piece of this world to pretend I'm ok.
And I wander along the river shore,
giving my best to the night.
And I'll sing 'till I can't hear my wasted hear,
trying not to die in the cold.
I'm scattered around like the snow when it's starting to fall.
Give me a new heart, give me a new hope, give back my life, give me back my soul.
I'm freezing inside of this hollow immensity of cold, sour, damned choices.
In the long walk that takes me back home,
back to the things that give shape to my sorrow.
Far from the job and the nonsense I've done,
I stand for a second pretending I'm not really here anymore.
I'm scattered around like the snow when it's starting to fall.
Give me a new heart, give me a new hope, give back my life, give me back my soul.
I'm freezing inside of this hollow immensity of cold, sour, damned choices.
Strangled desire playing chess in my soul,
losing my dreams to the bills I keep scratching.
Feeding my faith to the worst part of me,
the hunger of buying a piece of this world to pretend I'm ok.
Written by: Monica Vazquez
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