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Draw It
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Draw It was released on February 28, 2025 by Chance Encounters as a part of the album save file - EP
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Release DateFebruary 28, 2025
LabelChance Encounters
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan William Masters
Jonathan William Masters
Drums
Taylor Alexander Tuft
Taylor Alexander Tuft
Guitar
Phillip Austin Franks
Phillip Austin Franks
Bass
Richard Matthew Milton
Richard Matthew Milton
Guitar
Cole Bullett Scott
Cole Bullett Scott
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Alexander Tuft
Taylor Alexander Tuft
Songwriter
Phillip Austin Franks
Phillip Austin Franks
Songwriter
Richard Matthew Milton
Richard Matthew Milton
Songwriter
Cole Bullett Scott
Cole Bullett Scott
Songwriter
Jonathan Edward Masters
Jonathan Edward Masters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brack Cantrell
Brack Cantrell
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Met you on a train
Plain without a face
Told you to draw it
And I came without a name
Innominate and tame
What did you call it
When you heard about my pain
My story in the rain
You laughed in my face
Then you reached for my wallet
Now you got a broken nose
When I was throwing you a bone
Now you got a broken nose
Throwing you a bone
If you say that you're insane
Then you're probably second rate
You're banal bitch
Now you're acting like a stray
When you're eating from the trays
Of the college
Now you're making no mistakes
For you live to pollinate
No give just take
Wouldn't it all be for nothing?
Now you're thinking you're the rose
Growing in the snow
Now you're thinking you're the rose
Growing in the snow
The storm in your mind
Will skin you alive unyielding
To the faults you deny
Subdued on all the thorns in your heart
Cuz this stagnant healing
Congealed and unfeeling
Is numbing the flame
As the dates are swarming
Closing my escape is self-treatment
I covet deceit
Serendipitous acquiesce trudging through debt
And I say I'm just fine
Sedated landmine
Born in a ditch
Recalcitrance is awfully imminent
I'm boldly facetious when culling my demons
I haven't the patience to know
Come take me out to play
Cuz the mold inside the cave
It makes me nauseous
We can lay out by the glade
With the city past the lake big horizons
And it can never be the same for incisions have been made
One last page
Balled up and forgotten
And you reaping what you sow
Bleeding out your soul
Now you reaping what you sow
Bleeding out your soul
The storm in your mind
Will skin you alive unyielding
To the faults you deny
Subdued on all the thorns in your heart
Cuz I snagged my feelings
Up on the ceiling
As I was beamed up
Emotions are so cumbersome
To take that with you
They don't represent you
Nebulous dread is embedded in lead
The disenfranchised
With dim lit lamplights
Could see the ploy
That's depleting all the mines
That hide your faith that's teething
You're not but a seedling
Compared to the age of the world
Written by: Cole Bullett Scott, Jonathan Edward Masters, Phillip Austin Franks, Richard Matthew Milton, Taylor Alexander Tuft
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