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Forgotten
751
Turnede
Country
Forgotten adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Cloverdale Records tarafından 28 Nisan 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıWest on I-10
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Çıkış Tarihi28 Nisan 2023
FirmaCloverdale Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM78

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evan Honer
Evan Honer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Honer
Evan Honer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Myers
Stephen Myers
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

If I'm tired, does that mean I can sleep?
Will I wake up from the same bad dream?
One that criticizes, makes me indecisive on everything
If I'm gone, will they remember
How they watched me burn down to embers?
Or will they make up a lie and tell everyone I was a great guy?
Do I ever cross your mind?
'Cause you sure as hell cross through mine
And if you cared to know, I've been sleeping alone for a while
But if the masses kept their voice down
Would there be flowers on a headstone
Paved with misery and loving memory?
Would it be possible to see
The signs nobody believed
Before it's too late and you're faced with
Constant sorrow you get lost in?
How has everybody just forgotten?
I guess prayers only last a week
If I'm anxious, does that pertain
To false realities set in my brain?
How hard is it to see a truth exists in what they say?
And if I let my vices win
Or walk a line so incredibly thin
Would you bat an eye from the outside and comprehend that
This ain't easy on your own
And nobody ever feels like home?
Is it too much to ask to not put me in the past all alone?
But if the masses kept their voice down
Would there be flowers on a headstone
Paved with misery and loving memory?
Would it be possible to see
The signs nobody believed
Before it's too late and you're faced with
Constant sorrow you get lost in?
How has everybody just forgotten?
I guess prayers only last a week
When it's all said and done
I'll be forgotten, the masses won
They'll hold their heads up far too high
When it all comes crashing down
The fight is over, no one's around
I hope there's something down the line
But if the masses kept their voice down
Would there be flowers on a headstone
Paved with misery and loving memory?
Would it be possible to see
The signs nobody believed
Before it's too late and you're faced with
Constant sorrow you get lost in?
How has everybody just forgotten?
I guess prayers only last a week
Written by: Evan Honer
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