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Penrose
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Metal
Penrose was released on April 22, 2022 by 2648123 Records DK as a part of the album Due South
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Release DateApril 22, 2022
Label2648123 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foxbat
Foxbat
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Brock
Joseph Brock
Songwriter
Clay Nevels
Clay Nevels
Songwriter
Rob Ward
Rob Ward
Songwriter
Jeromy johns
Jeromy johns
Songwriter
Chris Goins
Chris Goins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Haynes
Jordan Haynes
Producer

Lyrics

God if you're there could I trouble you for some grace
Been looking up long enough accustomed to your spit in my face
But I guess what's yearned is earned 'til desire decays
Like ashes in an urn we keep memories close but out of frame
It's hard to have faith when beliefs are concave
Feel the blade scrape before the slicing saves
Sinking down in a hole still searching for higher ground
We are, we are holding out from running up that hill to the sound
The horns play, fear paves our way out
You can't compare the hate I hold to the crown you stole
I wear these wounds so proud emboldened
Keep your leader's mouth covered and I'll sew it shut
I'm calling you out, the line's been drawn, the cord's now cut, key's marked
Don't forget the lock, red handed so I know you'll stop when your finger’s caught
Sinking down in a hole still searching for higher ground
We are, we are holding out from running up that hill to the sound
The horns play, fear paves our way out
I wasn't prepared for it
Die a martyr, lived as a heretic
I'll hold my breath, spare your judgement till I breathe out
If the devil's real then so is my rage
Tell the carpenter to drown his first born just in case
There's a wolf in the henhouse, casualties are high
The whole farm is overrun, complacency is the new vibe
Defiling the nihilist in case he escapes
Feel the hilt hit bone, deeper as it goes
Sinking down in a hole still searching for higher ground
We are, we are holding out from running up that hill to the sound
The horns play, fear paves our way out
I wasn't prepared for it
Die a martyr, lived as a heretic
I'll hold my breath, spare your judgement till I breathe out
Written by: Chris Goins, Clay Nevels, Jeromy johns, Joseph Brock, Rob Ward
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