Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Irken Armada
Irken Armada
Performer
Mackenzie Begg
Mackenzie Begg
Guitar
Blake Curby
Blake Curby
Vocals
Mitchell Harley
Mitchell Harley
Guitar
Kristian Pryor
Kristian Pryor
Drums
Callum Ryan
Callum Ryan
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mackenzie Begg
Mackenzie Begg
Composer
Blake Curby
Blake Curby
Composer
Mitchell Harley
Mitchell Harley
Composer
Kristian Pryor
Kristian Pryor
Composer
Callum Ryan
Callum Ryan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mackenzie Begg
Mackenzie Begg
Producer
Chris Blancato
Chris Blancato
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hell, comes back around
Hell, comes back around again
Hell, comes back around
Death works fast
You’re blocked by the fallen trees
Tell me what this all means
Your sad bones left you alone
Just die, so we can grow old
You shriek for an ounce of remorse
Gifted a torched corpse
Lucked out
Blocked by the fallen trees
Tell me what this all means
Mumbling hysterically
Nothing makes sense to me
Impending doom
I know it's hard
To feel see-through
The scars on your arms
No, they’re not you
They’re not you
Still stuck inside the loop
Inside the loop
I bet it's hard
To see this through
The love that you lost
Won’t define you
I hope they don’t find you
Nothing matters when you feel so blue
You feel so blue
Hell, comes back around
Hell, comes back around again
Hell, comes back around
All is forgiven
I’ll spare your life
For my shot at heaven
Redemption
Cut all your ties to me
Severed eternally
Please just die and let me grow old
Please just die and let me grow old
Weighed down by every word
It's time to cull the herd
Hell, keeps you alive
A constant replay of how you died
On the brink of death
Saved by your seraphite
Your sad bones left you alone
Just die, so we can grow old
I know it's hard
To feel see-through
The scars on your arms
No, they’re not you
They’re not you
Still stuck inside the loop
Inside the loop
I bet it's hard
To see this through
The love that you lost
Won’t define you
I hope they don’t find you
Nothing matters when you feel so blue
You feel so blue
You put a blade in my fucking chest
Don’t be ashamed when there’s no one left
You shriek for remorse, distraught
A dying voice
Speaks no lies
Blood thirsty drains
Empty your veins
No love lost
No matter the cost
Cut up
Written by: Blake Curby, Callum Ryan, Kristian Pryor, Mackenzie Begg, Mitchell Harley
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