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Winter
68
Punk
Winter adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Epitaph tarafından 9 Ekim 2012 tarihinde yayınlandıAwake and Empty
album cover
Çıkış Tarihi9 Ekim 2012
FirmaEpitaph
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM84

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Troubled Coast
Troubled Coast
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troubled Coast
Troubled Coast
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Troubled Coast
Troubled Coast
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Sitting sideways on tree branches, conscious of snow
On that winter, on that winter when everything
Could be a metaphor for you and her, you and him
But not everything is your fucking love
While we were upstate forming, breathing out this country
You were inside, writing it out
But your words embody the old plastic bullshit of youth
So where were you when we were throwing bricks?
Where were you when we were breaking lines?
And breaking bones and mending cuts?
Between your suburban blues and not so clever words
You're drowning in the undertow and overdone
There are still reasons worth fighting and worth dying for
But I don't think your cause is one
You're writing lies
We watched the flags burn in our beds
(We watched the flags burn in our fucking beds)
So where were you when we were throwing bricks?
Where were you when we were breaking lines?
And breaking bones and mending cuts?
Between your suburban blues and not so clever words
You're drowning in the undertow and overdone
There are still reasons worth fighting and worth dying for
But I don't think your cause is one
If everybody has a reason for everything
And walls rise when you're truly scared
Do they fall when you've been held down?
When you've had enough
Are you untying knots or yelling at the moon?
For all the years that we believed the cause
For all the years that we were bent but never broke
And all the songs that we wish we never wrote
We're getting old, not getting out
(You're giving it up, lay down and die)
We watched the flags burn in our beds
(You're giving it up, lay down and die)
We trade the bones on the ocean floor
(You're giving it up, lay down and die)
On the ocean floor
Written by: Troubled Coast
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