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DUST
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DUST was released on March 13, 2026 by OUTER SHAPES as a part of the album FORWARD BACKWARD - EP
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Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelOUTER SHAPES
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
C. Santos
C. Santos
Drums, Guitar
Laura Shkouratoff
Laura Shkouratoff
Harmony Vocals, Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Santos
C. Santos
Songwriter
Laura Shkouratoff
Laura Shkouratoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C. Santos
C. Santos
Producer
Alex Aldi
Alex Aldi
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Laura Shkouratoff
Laura Shkouratoff
Producer

Lyrics

(I will never make sense of it
I just let the dust in
Settle in my lungs where-)
They shouldn't let me own a knife
Sharp blades push warm feelings away
I boil blood up to my surface
Just to see another day
Obsessions's sweeter with a way to break the habit
I've been really having at it
Dripping blood, I'm an addict, I
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I will never make sense of it
I just let the dust in
Settle in my lungs where it belongs
Form a film beneath my breath, yeah,
Tangle up my depth, I'll
Let it keep the home where it was born
Now I can't get up out my bed
I'm gonna bite the hand that feeds
Oh I will have to face the fact that
Falling back is my routine
My head is throbbing and I can't hear what you're asking
All my thoughts are coming faster
Like I can't avoid disaster I-
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I'm crashing out
I will never make sense of it
I just let the dust in
Settle in my lungs where it belongs
Form a film beneath my breath, yeah,
Tangle up my depth, I'll
Let it keep the home where it was born
I will never make sense of it
I just let the dust in
Settle in my lungs where it belongs
Form a film beneath my breath, yeah,
Tangle up my depth, I'll
Let it keep the home where it was born
I will never make sense of it
I just let the dust in
Settle in my lungs where it belongs
Form a film beneath my breath, yeah,
Tangle up my depth, I'll
Let it keep the home where it was born
They shouldn't let me own a knife
Written by: C. Santos, Laura Shkouratoff
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