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Genesis Owusu
Genesis Owusu
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Genesis Owusu
Genesis Owusu
Автор песен
Kofi Ansah
Kofi Ansah
Автор песен
Andrew Klippel
Andrew Klippel
Композитор
Kirin J Callinan
Kirin J Callinan
Композитор
Julian Sudek
Julian Sudek
Композитор
Michael Di Francesco
Michael Di Francesco
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Andrew Klippel
Andrew Klippel
Продюсер
Dave Hammer
Dave Hammer
Продюсер
George Nicholas
George Nicholas
Инженер
Thomas Marland
Thomas Marland
Инженер
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
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I closed my eyes to disease Convinced myself that I don't mind A rolling stone of hidden pleas balled into a landmine How do I breathe with my hands on my own throat How do I cry a stream then drown when I know that I see a boat How do I end up sinking inside the warmth of all this praise How do I crash inside the steel when I was piloting the plane How do I glide with angel wings that's burning all up in the flames How do I never take a loss if all I'm playing is a game How do I throw myself in water I never knew how to swim How do I ever cast a judgement when I'm seeping in the sin I closed my eyes to disease Convinced myself I don't mind A rolling stone of hidden pleas balled into a landmine I saw a picture long ago The smile has turned to rust Told myself I won't explode With a molotov in my cup Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Bye bye, crawling back to you, yeah Awake, my baby, yeah Awake, my baby, yeah (Crawling back to you) Awake, my baby, yeah Awake, my baby, yeah (Crawling back to you) Am I a shell of what I was Staring in the drought of a sinner's cup Lapping up my blood like it tastes of love Am I a shell of what I left A saint forever marked by the devil's crest Hands around my throat praying for a breath Oh, neck, neck, neck, neck, neck Do I deserve what is next Never observed from the decks But from gallows Hardly swimming, only sinking in the void Saw your smiling teeth but they were only fangs to destroy Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe In the dirt I can see I am built on what I bleed Theres a blade I can't sheathe Slice my chest with the ease I'm immersed in this sea Is this your fur or its me? Black dog Black dog
Writer(s): Julian Sudek, Andrew Klippel, Kieran Callinan, Kofi Ansah, Michael Defrancesco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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