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August Burns Red - Reckoning (feat. Spencer Chamberlain)
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Rambler
Brent Rambler
Electric Guitar
Dustin Davidson
Dustin Davidson
Bass Guitar
JB Brubaker
JB Brubaker
Electric Guitar
Jake Luhrs
Jake Luhrs
Lead Vocals
Matt Greiner
Matt Greiner
Drums
Spencer Chamberlain
Spencer Chamberlain
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Spencer Chamberlain
Spencer Chamberlain
Songwriter
John Brubaker
John Brubaker
Songwriter
Matthew Greiner
Matthew Greiner
Songwriter
Dustin Davidson
Dustin Davidson
Songwriter
Brent Rambler
Brent Rambler
Songwriter
William Jacob Luhrs
William Jacob Luhrs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Carson Slovak
Carson Slovak
Producer
Grant McFarland
Grant McFarland
Producer

Letra

Who am I? Flying blind Scorching heat, black skies Dark shadows asking "Who am I?" Left behind, pushed aside I need order in the chaos when I'm flying blind I know the way (You better pray) I've done enough (You won't measure up) Looked down upon by the masses Unending streams of ruined dreams Empty accolades feel like razor blades Leaving me wanting more Never sure of my standing My trembling feet can't find the floor No matter what I do I feel I have something to prove In a world where right and wrong don't belong There is no sense of what is justified The higher I climb the further I fall The hand that held me then now holds me down Judgement day means reckoning for you Give me your time Sit down and talk No one to point the blame when no one's at fault My disaster began when I looked up On that day, all I've done My disaster began when I looked up I was both compelled and condemned I struggle so hard I do my best How can I find a single solitary day of rest Is it what you've done, or what you'll do in me I need to know so I will find peace Belief is believing what you cannot see Giving all you've got out of all that you need Endless arguments with myself All that remains is the shame There's no case to be made Punched into total darkness If what I've done imprisons me Then your will sets me free The villages are crumbling down Making right what's wrong won't make the lost found There's an arbiter No one escapes The standard we have for others will be our fate I'll swallow down the words you serve me graciously I've done this all before I'll hold it all inside until I break away I'm tearing down the door The fear cannot contain us all I'll make the cut just deep enough to sting I just wanna break free Rip your claws from my side I won't just die quietly while you prey on the innocent I will break free The reckoning won't bring you hope Death below on a tightrope Take your hands off your life It won't consume you The altar will give you life and not kill you I set my sights on the impossible Endless debt making grace unstoppable
Writer(s): Dustin Davidson, Matthew Greiner, Brent Rambler, William Luhrs, John Brubaker, Spencer Chamberlain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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