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VOID
265.774
Alternativo
VOID foi lançado em 31 de março de 2023 por Atlantic Records como parte do álbum PORTALS
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ÁlbumPORTALS
Data de lançamento31 de março de 2023
SeloAtlantic Records
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM100

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Vocais
Rhys Hastings
Rhys Hastings
Bateria
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Melanie Martinez
Melanie Martinez
Produção
CJ Baran
CJ Baran
Engenharia
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Engenharia (masterização)
Mitch McCarthy
Mitch McCarthy
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

Baby
I'm spinning 'round the corner
It's tasting kinda lonely
And my mind wants to control me
Ah-ah-ah, empty
There's rotten things left in me
Injected by society
No one here but me to judge me
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it's myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Got to escape the void
So strange, I'm trying to find a doorway
My eyes are staring at me
And they seem so damn unhappy
C-c-c-collect my fickle insecurities
And turn them into beauty
Alchemize the dark within me
Pipe down with the noise, I cannot bear my sorrow
I hate who I was before
I fear I won't live to see the day tomorrow
Someone tell me if this is hell
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Like a priest behind confession walls, I judge myself
Kneeling on a metal grater
Bloody like a body that has died and it's myself
Tangled in my own intestines
I got to escape that void
There is no other choice, yeah
Tryna turn down the voices
The void ate me
Look at the mess I've done
There is nowhere to run, yeah
Holding a loaded gun, the void
Written by: Melanie Martinez
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