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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Laila Pechon
Laila Pechon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mctague
Timothy Mctague
Composer
Grant Brandell
Grant Brandell
Composer
Aaron Gillespie
Aaron Gillespie
Composer
Spencer Chamberlain
Spencer Chamberlain
Composer
Chris Dudley
Chris Dudley
Composer
James Smith
James Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Underoath
Underoath
Producer
Adam Dutkiewicz
Adam Dutkiewicz
Producer
Matt Goldman
Matt Goldman
Producer

Letra

The time has come for you to sit this out To fit inside your mold Would be to sell myself short This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Is now filling up to our necks (We see everything) This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Is filling up to our necks (We see everything) Oh, my story's growing and growing, it is (On my last request) Don't make me feel so contradicting There's no room for cheating and being yourself Failure leaves such a bitter taste in their mouth And on the last hour We write so many new chapters again And on the outside Where there are no surprises This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Now filling up to our necks (We see everything) Oh, it's getting longer and longer, come on To see it through their eyes Would bring me so much closer You can do this night after night after night Failure leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth Taste and see, I swear I know what's good Be still and know that they won't lie to you Every single time you're facing lies This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Is now filling up to our necks Come on, this ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) Is now filling up to our necks (We see everything) We see, we see, we see everything We see, we see, we see everything I know why you never take your eyes off from me I've used my lungs for everything but breathing I know why you never take your eyes off from me I've used my lungs for everything but breathing I find myself dried up in this conversation So pull me out, pull me aside I find myself dried up in this conversation So pull me out, pull me aside This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) This ground we tread upon (We see everything) This ground we tread upon (We turn the pages left to right) This ground we tread upon (We see)
Writer(s): Christopher Dudley, Timothy Mctague, James Smith, William Spencer Chamberlain, Aaron Gillespie, Grant Brandell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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