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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Berger
David Berger
Guitar
Madeleine Froncek
Madeleine Froncek
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Berger
David Berger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Berger
David Berger
Producer

Lyrics

I wrote down this song so I Could learn what's in my head The words bleed on paper thin strips of trees Stripped from their mother's arms With nothing left but the leaves (Ooh, ooh) I fell into open skies filling me with doubt And leaving me without Anything to hold on to, I'd give anything to hold on to Why are you trying to tell me love isn't real Why are you trying to tell me how I should feel Who are you even anyway, some voice inside my head You're not a part of me anymore These thoughts that occur, heaven knows that I have heard Them to differentiate the lies that lie within the truth Feel every moment drift away, like all of the things you had to say I have nothing left to say that can't be sung inside this melody (Ooh, ooh) Why are you trying to tell me love isn't real Why are you trying to tell me how I should feel Who are you even anyway, some voice inside my head You're not a part of me anymore Why are you trying to tell me love isn't real Why are you trying to tell me how I should feel Who are you even anyway, some voice inside my head You're not a part of me anymore Why are you trying to tell me love isn't real Why are you trying to tell me how I should feel Who are you even anyway, some voice inside my head You're not a part of me anymore You're not a part of me anymore
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