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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Purity Ring
Interpretação
Corin Roddick
Interpretação
Megan James
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Corin Roddick
Composição
Megan James
Letra
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Corin Roddick
Produção
Jaycen Joshua
Engenharia (mixagem)
Letra
I had a feeling you broke
And the smoke filled you up
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
You have a mind that makes sight
Of the weight you pick up
I wasn't thinking 'bout you ('Bout you)
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
There is a color that shines through your skin
Like the moon on the wind
When I dare bear you in
The night is full on behalf of your evaded mask
And the rings 'round your eyes
We are stranger than Earth with the seasons misled
Stronger than her moods
When our parts parted she bled and bled and bled
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
There is no lesson in magic
There were untimely dreams where I knew
Woken in a fog, don't sweat it
And reckon none of it had come from you
There is no lesson in magic
There were untimely dreams where I knew
Woken in a fog, don't sweat it
And reckon none of it had come from you
Pity seek what we might lose
But in a week might our weakness elude
There was a stagger that shifted my hips
Oh, how swiftly it shook
The dew from my lips
There was a danger that seeped from my skull
How it dripped on us all
But it wasn't your fault
We are stranger than Earth with the seasons misled
Stronger than her moods
When our parts parted she bled and bled and bled
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't, I wasn't
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't thinking 'bout you ('Bout you)
Again, again, again
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't thinking 'bout you
I wasn't
And we break down stares with our fevers in the air
I forgot to ask how I lonely left them there
How thick it sits and why your eyes glare
How thick it sits and why your eyes glare
Pity seek what we might lose
But in a week might our weakness elude
Written by: Corin Roddick, Megan James