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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Drums
Adam Christianson
Adam Christianson
Guitar
Alex Ali Dean
Alex Ali Dean
Bass
Josh Middleton
Josh Middleton
Guitar
Sam Carter (Architects)
Sam Carter (Architects)
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Songwriter
Alex Ali Dean
Alex Ali Dean
Songwriter
Josh Middleton
Josh Middleton
Songwriter
Sam Carter (Architects)
Sam Carter (Architects)
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Producer
Zakk Cervini
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
Nik Trekov
Nik Trekov
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Justin Shturtz
Justin Shturtz
Mastering Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Josh Middleton
Josh Middleton
Producer
Peter Miles
Peter Miles
Engineer

Lyrics

We, we wanna swim the deepest depths in oblivion We wanna know that the gods have us in control We see the cards, and we go to fold We play along, but it soon grows old They took the ark and sold it all for parts They've got a fist full of fucking gold A return on the souls they sold Do you remember who we are? These tyrants will build an abyss But the rest of us wish to exist We're hiding like a shadow in the dark In the dark Be the change that you wanna see, no, not like that It's a risk, we can all agree, fuck the fucking facts But it bleeds right in front of me, we're under attack Yeah, we all know these rights are holy We see the cards, and we go to fold We play along, but it soon grows old They took the ark and sold it all for parts They've got a fist full of fucking gold A return on the souls they sold Do you remember who we are? These tyrants will build an abyss But the rest of us wish to exist We're hiding like a shadow in the dark We're never gonna leave this shell Let's hope your gold don't fail you now Save us a special place in Hell You're the reason that our hearts ache, deep fake We are one and the fucking same We see the cards, and we go to fold We play along, but it soon grows old We took the ark and sold it all for parts They've got a fist full of fucking gold A return on the souls they sold Do you remember who we are? These tyrants will build an abyss But the rest of us wish to exist We're fighting with a shadow in the dark Deep fake
Writer(s): Daniel Joseph Searle, Alex Anthony Dean, Joshua Middleton, Sam Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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