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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Car Seat Headrest
Car Seat Headrest
Künstler:in
Andrew Katz
Andrew Katz
Schlagzeug
Ethan Ives
Ethan Ives
Gitarre
Seth Dalby
Seth Dalby
Bassgitarre
Will Toledo
Will Toledo
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
William Barnes
William Barnes
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Katz
Andrew Katz
Mischtechniker:in
John McRae
John McRae
Ingenieur:in
Will Toledo
Will Toledo
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
As if on cue
They lit a firework
The sky reeled back
And I ran fast to get to you
[Verse 2]
I think you knew
Before the war began
What loving to run towards
Something can do to a man
[Verse 3]
Fall over the edge
Learn to live while falling
Every life is a path worth following
When you put into words
It's comfortingly bland
There's so little left to understand
[Verse 4]
When we're strung up, hanging
From the knots we've allowed
We call up our angels to cut us down
If you could be proud of anything you've done
What would it be?
Then you disappear and we are up in the clouds
[Verse 5]
I feel the tension shock through my body
I am wide awake
Shake a laugh from me
[Verse 6]
I thought one day
I thought I'd find a hole
In my own backyard
I'd never seen before
Follow it down
Underneath that fence
Come back up on the other side
Live another life
[Verse 7]
Break down the door, it's yours for the taking
I held it back until you stopped asking
My eyes are blurred, the clock is ticking
I'm coming up short in a life worth nothing
I hear women in my head with ordinary names
That ring like magic through some malfunction in my brain
Your hands were warm though you came in from the cold
I took one and held it and suddenly started to shake
[Verse 8]
Shake
Shake
Shake
Shake
[Verse 9]
I feel it break, I feel the weight
Of anger, pain and sorrow
Breaking over me
[Verse 10]
The flags are raised
We fought with no goodbyes
And no tomorrows
This is destiny
[Verse 11]
Memories of the best regrets
I play my song in every single rest
Every note of the symphony
[Verse 12]
Men will fence with the best of grace
It's pleasantries to the bottle or over the edge
I'm sorry
Written by: William Barnes
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