Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christian Dryden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Dryden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Ritualists
Co-Producer
Lyrics
Don't turn your eyes into mine, otherwise you might find
No reason to hide
Don't turn your mask inside out, brand face the same old doubt
No season to hide
And I'm wide awake and still I should be sleeping
Pry away the dreamer from the dreaming
Every little thread goes straight to my head
Every tear I shed douse the fire and forget
Expose the crimes undefined does she try to undermine
Is this treason in my mind
Uncertainty's overrated trust the heart they say don't be sated
You deserve the highs not the cries
And I'm wide awake and still I should be sleeping
Pry away the dreamer from the dreaming
Every little thread goes straight to my head
Every tear I shed douse the fire and forget
And I'm wide awake and still I should be sleeping
Pry away the dreamer from the dreaming
Every little thread goes straight to my head
Every tear I shed drains the poison drowns the dread
Every little thread goes straight to my head
Every tear I shed douse the fire and forget
Stable you've crushed my hope I'm stable
Stable, cradle to the grave
Written by: Christian Dryden
