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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Max Pope
Max Pope
Guitar
Alex Burey
Alex Burey
Keyboards
Elliot Agdomar
Elliot Agdomar
Drums
Matthew McAllister
Matthew McAllister
Bass Guitar
Tim Wearden
Tim Wearden
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Pope
Max Pope
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Burey
Alex Burey
Producer
Eduardo de la Paz
Eduardo de la Paz
Mixing Engineer
Black Saloon
Black Saloon
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Time screams down my hesitant side And it braces round my bed Chasing the thoughts inside my head And I spend my time watching it fly Frozen in my chair, tearing my hands through my head From time to time the lightning strikes through my home But the words escape, I feel them slip from my bones Today I achieved less than nothing More than yesterday, I guess that's something Today I achieved less than nothing More than yesterday, I guess that's something Funny how slowly I tread And move months, twist my head Days pause but I'm not ready to face defeat People walk past they seem steady on their own two feet My mind's drained out, left in shame I'm white as a sheet Glory at the window pain as I overheat Today I achieved less than nothing More than yesterday, I guess that's something Today I achieved less than nothing More than yesterday, I guess that's something Funny how slowly I tread And move months, twist my head
Writer(s): Max Pope Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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