Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Lysistrata
Исполнитель
Maxime Roy
Бас-гитара
Benjamin Amos Cooper
Вокал
Théo Guéneau
Электрогитара
Ben Greenberg
Синтезатор
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Maxime Roy
Композитор
Benjamin Amos Cooper
Композитор
Théo Guéneau
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Josh Bonati
Мастеринг-инженер
Ben Greenberg
Продюсер
Слова
Yer no beast
Yer a kid in a shell
With a fear that they'll catch you in tears
Yer no beast
You run from a tether
That's already shredded to bits
But you don't fit
In this air that we breathe
Sorrow never sleeps
In this air that we breathe
These errors cut to deep
Yer no beast
Yer a kid in a shell
With a fear that they'll catch you in tears
Yer no beast
Yer face is a mask made of stone
To blend in with the pricks
But you don't fit
I hold your face to mine
I hold your face to mine
It's raining night and day
Shout ou at the empty room
Shout ou at the empty room
And sign your right to stay
When the air gets heavy
I can see right through
That thin skin of yours
As the ink runs down the walls
When you burst
Through the doors
Ain't no guessing to be had
Written by: Benjamin Amos Cooper, Maxime Roy, Théo Guéneau

