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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
This Be The Verse
This Be The Verse
Performer
Cyrus King
Cyrus King
Electric Guitar
Francis Horovitch
Francis Horovitch
Electric Guitar
Frederick Fuller
Frederick Fuller
Bass Guitar
Lewis Johns
Lewis Johns
Performer
Dean Valentine Smith
Dean Valentine Smith
Drums
Liam Lever
Liam Lever
Background Vocals
Edward Melech
Edward Melech
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edward Melech
Edward Melech
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cyrus King
Cyrus King
Producer
Lewis Johns
Lewis Johns
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Terror, terror, haunting me And every week there seems to be Another attack and more pointless death For me their cause goes over my head My father says don't go to town Don't cross those bridges, don't hang in crowds There's gangs on bikes, tearing through the street It's not even safe to go out to eat And Is there anywhere safe, because I'm feeling on the edge It seems that death is all around us and there's darkness in my head Let's work to find the blame The vulnerable are being used as weapons Oh, first we'll find the cause and then the remedy for the poison, Let me get away from all this red Feeling fear and looking over the shoulder Searching for a sign or all that's left Neglected proles transformed and turned into soldiers Let me get away from all this death Healing hearts and souls should now be our focus But for now I'll live my life right on the edge Ignore the threat like life is fed by the lotus Let me get away Looking for suspicious signs Factitious dreams Seditious minds That shifty man, a lonely bag Anxiety like i've never My conscience says, judge none by colour Youth integrate and love one another Don't close those doors, don't fear the change Inevitable as the english rain And is there anywhere safe, because I am feeling on the edge It seems that death is all around us and there's darkness in my head Let's work to find the blame The vulnerable are being used as weapons Oh, first we'll find the cause and then the remedy for the poison, Let me get away from all this red Feeling fear and looking over the shoulder Searching for a sign or all that's left Neglected proles transformed and turned into soldiers Let me get away from all this death Healing hearts and souls should now be our focus But for now I'll live my life right on the edge Ignore the threat like life is fed by the lotus Let me get away from all this red Let me get away from all this death Let me get away from all this red
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