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False Start
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Em turnê
Punk
False Start foi lançado em 29 de maio de 2026 por Zeitstrafe como parte do álbum Hands to Hold Each Other
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Data de lançamento29 de maio de 2026
SeloZeitstrafe
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM139

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Between Bodies
Between Bodies
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Christopher Schmidt
Christopher Schmidt
Composição
Benedikt Ricken
Benedikt Ricken
Composição
Nils Fischer
Nils Fischer
Composição
Susan Van Beek Rogers
Susan Van Beek Rogers
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lewis Johns
Lewis Johns
Produção

Letra

When exactly did the future cease being a companion that you needed?
Did the hours lose their taste with the sores they passed over the dinner table?
Learning the alphabet of a language we couldn't yet speak
Up in the attic, on an unfamiliar street
Trying to build on the hot ashes of what they burned down for years
My truth is small and dripping from the fire water still
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Trying to build on the hot ashes of what they burned down for years
My truth is small and dripping from the fire water still
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Was it failure of friends or just ill-defined destiny
The absence of parental fucking advisory?
Who's at fault, the state or God?
I wear these questions like a second skin
It was kids helping kids instead of mothers and fathers
Eho buried you after they never bothered
They should have been your shore
Not the water in your sinking car
Words are like the weather. Some days they burn like the sun
Some nights they fall like heavy rain. Make 'em come undone
When exactly did the future cease being a companion that you needed?
Was it disregard or bravery? I guess that couldn't say
Snow-covered bed-sheets, face and pillow and a little more time to stay
And I'll be staring at the door hoping that you caught your train
Give me some more time. I'll visit on your birthday
Or I promise that at least I'll try
Written by: Benedikt Ricken, Christopher Schmidt, Nils Fischer, Susan Van Beek Rogers
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