Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anthony Scheijen
Anthony Scheijen
Guitar
Gijs Smeets
Gijs Smeets
Vocals
Vincent Kuijpers
Vincent Kuijpers
Guitar
Jan te Velde
Jan te Velde
Electric Bass Guitar
Teun Wolfs
Teun Wolfs
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Scheijen
Anthony Scheijen
Songwriter
Gijs Smeets
Gijs Smeets
Songwriter
Vincent Kuijpers
Vincent Kuijpers
Songwriter
Jan te Velde
Jan te Velde
Songwriter
Teun Wolfs
Teun Wolfs
Songwriter

Lyrics

My throat's as dry as the air I breathe I want to move but I'm stuck underneath The weight of this boulder that fell on my shoulder As I keep thinking over and over A single sip, even just a drop To make the hallucinations stop My brain tells my eyes to see A drop of rain to kill the pain in me A drop of rain to kill the pain And should these waters never come And the sand around me is what I become No sense of time, it feels like forever One hundred and twenty-seven My arm just feels like a curse now I'll have to take it off somehow Can I stand watching the blood flow At this point I'd do anything just to get home And should these waters never come And the sand around me is what I become No sense of time, it feels like forever These one hundred and twenty-seven hours Have broken me apart And should these waters never come And the sand around me is what I become No sense of time, it feels like forever One hundred and twenty-seven These one hundred and twenty-seven hours Have broken me in two
Writer(s): Gijs Smeets Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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