Music Video
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabryl Himalalo-An Adarne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Messenger
Producer
Lyrics
Caught up over a game of Battleship
As we lifted up our veils
I'd never auction off our ship for sale
Or give up our mischief
Cause I love being misfits
And I love saying nothing
And I'd just hate to lose the way you make a sidewalk feel like home
Is this all?
Don't call it off
Is this all?
Don't call it off
Cause I love being misfits
And I love saying nothing
And I'd just hate to lose the way you make a sidewalk feel like home
Cause I love being misfits
And I love saying nothing
And I'd just hate to lose the way you make a sidewalk feel like home
That tattooed satellite
Riddled with purple hair dye
Found a corner-of-the-room type of guy
And buried his solitude alive
Now, in this arcane reprise
This little passage of time
Listen between all these lines
It's where I cower and hide
Where I remember our misfits
Where we love saying nothing
All there's left to say is
Writer(s): Gabryl Adarne
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