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Episode
935
Electronic
Episode was released on August 11, 2023 by Nate Brazier as a part of the album Nothing Sacred - EP
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Release DateAugust 11, 2023
LabelNate Brazier
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nate Brazier
Nate Brazier
Vocals
Henri Davies
Henri Davies
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Brazier
Nate Brazier
Songwriter
Henri Davies
Henri Davies
Songwriter
Petar Lyondev
Petar Lyondev
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nate Brazier
Nate Brazier
Producer
Henri
Henri
Producer
Henri Davies
Henri Davies
Producer
Lilian Nuthall
Lilian Nuthall
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Nathan Boddy
Nathan Boddy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Holding up)
(On the road)
I been on my schemes
On organic beats (any means)
Rolling like three man deep (that’s my clique)
It’s just comfy to me
Hold it down around the grounds of foes
When all the hounds of hell in my head are home
Fought our ground and found our corner stones
Pound for pound you’d call it an episode
Fought some inner things
Sights on bigger beings
Sought to heal without
But need to seal my skin
I take pleasure in my transformations
I look quiet and consistent natured
But im in the fire trap of my own making
Affording weight to many, they be my makers
Still we stay one foot in the rave
And keep a hand in the mix
And now the groundwork stay layed
Like the edges on Twigs
Until the revenue big
Until the paradigm shift
Until my name on the lips
Of every critical kid
The letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child
Or as I tell myself
Conditions of the game make pleasant and make plain of the life we found
And so we blend with crowds
Hold it down around the grounds of foes
When all the hounds of hell in my head are home
Fought our ground and found our corner stones
Pound for pound you’d call it an episode
Fought some inner things
Sights on bigger beings
Sought to heal without
But need to seal my skin
All that you see in me
Wish you could see without
All the peripheries
That bleed into my mouth
If i could take no mind
Then i would take that route
But i’m a slave to my doubt
I’m tryna ease it out
The letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child
Or as I tell myself
Conditions of the game make pleasant and make plain of the life we found
And so we blend with crowds
Hold it down around the grounds of foes
When all the hounds of hell in my head are home
Fought our ground and found our corner stones
Pound for pound you’d call it an episode
Fought some inner things
Sights on bigger beings
Sought to heal without
But need to seal my skin
Written by: Henri Davies, Nate Brazier, Petar Lyondev
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