False Start - Between Bodies: letras de canções, vídeos de música e concertos

False Start

Punk

False Start foi lançado em 29 de maio de 2026 por Zeitstrafe como parte do álbum Hands to Hold Each Other

Detalhes da canção

ÁlbumHands to Hold Each Other

Data de lançamento29 de maio de 2026

EditoraZeitstrafe

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidade

Acústica

Valência

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM139

DESCRIÇÃO GERAL

LETRA

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Between Bodies

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christopher Schmidt

Christopher Schmidt

Songwriter

Benedikt Ricken

Benedikt Ricken

Songwriter

Nils Fischer

Composer

Susan Van Beek Rogers

Susan Van Beek Rogers

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lewis Johns

Producer

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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