Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
The Beths
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Elizabeth Stokes
Komponist:in
Jonathan Pearce
Komponist:in
Benjamin Sinclair
Komponist:in
Tristan Deck
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jonathan Pearce
Produzent:in
Bevan Smith
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
I could be on my knees
Giving it my best defence
Praying for it not to end
If it went differently
We could be the finest friends
Faithful in the realest sense
But there's no soft (no soft), white light
No one listening to me at night
Is this (is this), goodbye?
I'm stuck waiting for a sign
At the scene of the crime
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah, your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So, you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down, come down to earth?
Suddenly, I can see
Oh, the way it's always been (always been)
Vicious with a rosy tint
Is it a wasted dream?
If I could maybe climb that hill
If it would take a miracle
But there's no soft (no soft), white light
No one listening to me at night
Call it (call it), goodbye
I'm stuck waiting for a sign
At the scene of the crime
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah, your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So, you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down, come down to earth?
(Come down to earth)
It's a pain in the heart
Leaves a scar every time
You can scream at the void
But it never replies
I just want to know
What is sticking 'round worth?
What a comedown
Comedown, comedown
It's a pain in the heart
Clean the blood from your shirt
Yeah, your head's in the clouds
But your soul's in the dirt
So, you try to see god
But he isn't at work
Will you come down
Come down, come down to earth?
Writer(s): Elizabeth Stokes, Tristan Deck, Jonathan Pearce, Benjamin Sinclair
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