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Trash
Rock
Trash adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Weather Worn Ltd. tarafından 30 Mart 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıTwenty-Third Album
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Çıkış Tarihi30 Mart 2026
FirmaWeather Worn Ltd.
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM89

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bryan Bridges
Bryan Bridges
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Bridges
Bryan Bridges
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryan Bridges
Bryan Bridges
Engineer

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There's just something about me
Doesn't act like the tv or Disney
Can't fake like a Hollywood actor
Or a restaurant owner
Or high school
There's just something
I never was able to act right
Like I wanted to hang with the hoodies
Hope with the churches
Dope with the druggies
And those pop, country, teenage songs
Don't use words wanna hear
As if I wanted to hear all along
They have nothing to say
That would end my way
Ways I want to be
And society has owners
They own the schools, the food
The ways you have to live
They tell you just how to want
How to get
And they use you up like oxygen
Put you where they want you to be
Football captain
City mayor
Construction worker
Toilet cleaner
Well with me, I never fit in the machine
They threw me away like trash
Well with me, I never fit in the machine They threw me away like trash
Trash? Say it again — trash Like it's a spell, like it's a lash Like one more word will make me small Like I was nothing at all
Trash is what you cannot face What doesn't fit your sacred space What makes your polished edges crack So you just shove it to the back
Bag it, drag it, out of sight Feed it to the holy night Where your conscience stays asleep And your tidy angels keep
You stand there — judge's grin Measuring worth by borrowed skin Cold commandments in your eyes Cheap forgiveness, grand disguise
Well with me, I never fit in the machine
They threw me away like trash
Well with me, I never fit in the machine They threw me away like trash
Trash?
But trash still screams Trash still fights Trash still wakes you in the night Trash still bleeds, trash still burns Trash remembers, trash returns
I am every thing you waste Every truth you've erased Every voice you tried to choke Every chain you swore was broke
You don't cleanse — you erase You don't heal — you replace You don't see — you decide Who gets mercy, who gets denied
So go on — build your flames Write your rules, carve your names Play your rituals of control Like you ever owned a soul
Because the heap you built so high Isn't where we crawl and die It's where your fractures multiply Where your perfect systems fry
Trash doesn't rot Trash ignites Trash comes crawling through your nights Trash kicks teeth into your pride Trash is everything you tried to hide
Well with me, I never fit in the machine
They threw me away like trash
Well with me, I never fit in the machine They threw me away like trash
Trash?
Written by: Bryan Bridges
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