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HIGH RISK
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Metal
HIGH RISK was released on February 27, 2026 by Independent as a part of the album HIGH RISK - Single
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Release DateFebruary 27, 2026
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WXTHER
WXTHER
Performer
Matt Tzovolos
Matt Tzovolos
Guitar
Jade Hollowae
Jade Hollowae
Lead Vocals
Josh Berman
Josh Berman
Drums
Vincent Dominguez
Vincent Dominguez
Guitar
Avery Jones
Avery Jones
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Tzovolos
Matt Tzovolos
Composer
Jade Hollowae
Jade Hollowae
Composer
Josh Berman
Josh Berman
Composer
Vincent Dominguez
Vincent Dominguez
Composer
Avery Jones
Avery Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Randy Pasquarella
Randy Pasquarella
Producer

Lyrics

Wash the blood, it’s sticking
Sands of time are ticking
Woke up red, still dripping
Walked through hell in your disguise
Hiding from your lies
Still high and I wanna fucking die
Die, you wanna fucking die
Keep fucking with my headspace,
Make me feel alright this time.
Time, you’re running out of time.
Blame it on the bad blood, maybe it’ll be just fine.
Stare at my palms while I wait for your confession
These stains won’t fade, they deepen with each lesson
Say I’m not clean, but that sounds like projection
Pointing out your finger while I drown in your reflection
You started this war, now choke on the silence
I won’t be blamed, not gonna feed your violence
Break me ’til I bleed, try to get in my head
Got me out here thinking that I’m better off dead
(Better off dead)
Die, you wanna fucking die
Keep fucking with my headspace,
Make me feel alright this time.
Time, you’re running out of time.
Blame it on the bad blood, maybe it’ll be just fine.
Spite, descending, I’ll call you vermin in the street
Divided, break all your fingers and your teeth
The violence, I think its time for me to take all your silence
Don’t fucking try it
Don’t fucking try it
Die, you wanna fucking die
Keep fucking with my headspace,
Make me feel alright this time.
Time, you’re running out of time.
Blame it on the bad blood, maybe it’ll be just fine.
Die, you wanna fucking die
Keep fucking with my headspace,
Make me feel alright this time.
Time, you’re running out of time.
Blame it on the bad blood, maybe it’ll be just fine.
Written by: Avery Jones, Jade Hollowae, Josh Berman, Matt Tzovolos, Vincent Dominguez
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