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Dead Messages
1.662
Turnede
Rock
Dead Messages adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Hail the Sun tarafından 3 Temmuz 2012 tarihinde yayınlandıElephantitis - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi3 Temmuz 2012
FirmaHail the Sun
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM176

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hail the Sun
Hail the Sun
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Gann
Shane Gann
Songwriter
Aric Garcia
Aric Garcia
Songwriter
Donovan Melero
Donovan Melero
Songwriter
John Stirratt
John Stirratt
Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

I don't know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply
What I would do if you passed away
I think of words (think of words)
Words that I wish I told you by the end
Dead messages, I can still say to you
Why should I sit with fear?
We all know that tragedies are never fair
Wait, do I have an issue?
Dreaming you're gone just to see if I miss you
No, no! It hurts to imagine
Letting go and wearing black the day we know you're never coming home!
Who decides it's our turn to go?
Who decides?
Live, because you're dying (quickly)
I'm still trying
(We don't really know) no! Life is a show, and tragedies are never fair
We're all given a script that's been written (blindly, blindly)
Unaware of who will be
Who will be cast?
Who will be cast to come home?
(It's been decided)
Time can be unforgiving
Status quo on the living (unknown)
What will I (second home)
Most remember (buried)
From our time (unexposed)
Spent together?
When am I to go?
Who'll be there to notice?
Will I go alone?
Who'll be there?
(Who'll write my obituary once I find the cemetery?)
Live, because you're dying (quickly)
I'm still trying
(We don't really know) no! Life is a show, and tragedies are never fair
We're all given a script that's been written (blindly, blindly)
Unaware of who will be
Who will be cast?
Who will be cast out?
I don't know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply
What you would do if I passed away
Written by: Aric Garcia, Donovan Melero, John Stirratt, Shane Gann
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