Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brent de la Cruz
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Brent de la Cruz
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brent de la Cruz
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Heavy set
Silhouette in peripheral
Main ways
So Game Day is in the air
Front seat
Nose bleeds
Its just principle
So keen
Small things'll make em stare
You talk bout
You talkin bout how you love this place a lot more than me
But scars on your wrists tell stories that make you hard to believe
Truth hurts
Soft words
Didn't mean to make you bleed
Spoke so deep
Black sheep
You could bend a telephone pole with a call
(But you never do)
No more please
Just speak
I wonder how you live inside them paper thin walls
I just tell myself
These cuts gonna heal them self
If I look away
If I look away
(Wake that boy up
I said wake that boy up)
Heavy set
Silhouette in peripheral
Main ways
So Game Day is in the air
Front seat
Nose bleeds
Its just principle
So keen
Small things'll make em stare
You talk bout
(Wake that boy up
I said wake that boy up)
You talk bout
You talk bout
You talk bout
I just tell myself
These cuts gonna
Heal them self
If I look away
If I look away
Writer(s): Brent De La Cruz
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