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FROM THE UNKNOWN
Metal
FROM THE UNKNOWN was released on April 25, 2025 by Cult Records as a part of the album FROM THE UNKNOWN - Single
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Release DateApril 25, 2025
LabelCult Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM169

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Appel
Ben Appel
Vocals
Arthur Mears
Arthur Mears
Guitar
Joseph Taylor
Joseph Taylor
Guitar
James Cook
James Cook
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Appel
Ben Appel
Songwriter
Dan Ackland
Dan Ackland
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Ackland
Dan Ackland
Producer

Lyrics

It'll be a year they will come and find thee
Rich to poor, I bet you play some Yahtzee
My privilege, I left out in the taxi
Talking cheap, you let that, get that pack me my half G
All these peasants can stayed with the past deeds
Never want to donate life's a party
Perfect! Turn princess to Barbie
No interest they invest to pass out Bacardi
Fear nothing don't make a difference
Cheap vodka we baby-sipping
Five in I need babysitting
Chime in I could use that lifting
Need more than one religion
Fear all that I don't control
Flash flood, Gone an instance
Is it all just one big joke
Tell me, Tell me, Tell me what I want to hear
Forgive me, Forgive me, Forgive me made him disappear
Tell me, I'm a lost soul, Grab me, from the unknown
You Forgive me, what have I done
I am the one that loaded the gun
So tell me, I'm a lost soul, Grab me, from the unknown
You Forgive me, what have I done
I am the one that loaded the gun, Oh Lord
A deer in the lights, that's stupid as fuck
Don't care cause it rhymes so keep it in bruv
If I keep it a buck, I'm cleaning a cut
You wont see green grass just Cheafing the stuff
Bleach ain't enough to describing this buzz
Drink and then puff until I feel the rush
Swinging my arms until I'm told to stop
Stop, Am forced to stomp
An anti-hero in the making not much point to try and save me
Justice turned to crack in 80s that right there is fascinating
Drop the gun it's back to basics, Fisticuffs but mine got braces
Drawing blood in empty spaces, Feel me liberated up
Dropping barriers, Bombs in carriers
Children areas, while am backing all these shots
I'm not richer yet I got class, My privilege in the past
When I get to heaven, I hope it's in first class
Tell me, Tell me, Tell me what I want to hear
Forgive me, Forgive me, Forgive me made him disappear
Tell me, I'm a lost soul, Grab me, from the unknown
You Forgive me, what have I done
I am the one that loaded the gun
So tell me, I'm a lost soul, Grab me, from the unknown
You Forgive me, what have I done
I am the one that loaded the gun, Oh Lord
Sips from the top shelf, spit on the ground
Raise a glass to the lies we have crowned
Hypocrisy flows with a bittersweet taste
Rich man's sins are a poor man's waste
Drunken anthem for the self-obsessed
Cheat the system let God do the rest
Swallow your guilt, let it rot into the vein
Drink till we numb, I'm absorbing the pain
Shatter the bottle, pieces fall
Trapped inside this echoing hole
Toast to the lies, drowned in the flame
You drunken bastards are one and the same
Shatter the bottle, pieces fall
Trapped inside this echoing hole
Toast to the lies, drowned in the flame
You drunken bastards are one and the same
Written by: Ben Appel, Dan Ackland
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