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Bastard
54
Turnede
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Çıkış Tarihi22 Haziran 2018
FirmaCivilians
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM164

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luca Brasi
Luca Brasi
Performer
Tyler Richardson
Tyler Richardson
Lead Vocals
Patrick Marshall
Patrick Marshall
Electric Guitar
Thomas Busby
Thomas Busby
Electric Guitar
Danny Flood
Danny Flood
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Richardson
Tyler Richardson
Songwriter
Patrick Marshall
Patrick Marshall
Songwriter
Thomas Busby
Thomas Busby
Songwriter
Danny Flood
Danny Flood
Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse 1]
We're getting better
Yeah, crashing harder
Can't get past it
Life's still a bastard
[Verse 2]
We're getting better
Yeah, crashing harder
Can't get past it
Life's still a bastard
[Verse 3]
In my head
Sometimes it's loud
And I can't get to sleep
Without the feeling
Of missing something, oh, so sweet
Like you never said to me
So go on, say it to me
[Verse 4]
I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood
I'll say nothing's ever good enough
[Verse 5]
We're getting better
Yeah, crashing harder
Can't get past it
Life's still a bastard
[Verse 6]
We're getting better
Yeah, crashing harder
Can't get past it
Life's still a bastard
[Verse 7]
Can you feel it?
The age and everything that
We could've been
The losing feeling
Of missing everything so sweet
Like we never got to be
[Verse 8]
I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood
I'll say nothing's ever good enough
[Verse 9]
Crashing
Harder
Burning
Better
[Verse 10]
Crashing
Harder
Burning
Better
[Verse 11]
I thrashed my memory
On the pile of drinks you see in front me
I'm feeling far from clean
I burnt a hole right through my gut
So while I wretch and spit up blood
I'll say nothing's ever good enough
[Verse 12]
(We're getting better)
I thrashed my memory
(Yeah, crashing harder)
The pile of drinks you see in front me
(Can't get past it)
(Life's still a bastard)
I'm feeling far from clean
(We're getting better)
I burnt a hole right through my gut
(Yeah, crashing harder)
So while I wretch and spit up blood
(Can't get past it)
Nothing's ever good enough
(Life's still a bastard)
Written by: Danny Flood, Patrick Marshall, Thomas Busby, Tyler Richardson
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