Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tex Weerasinghe
Tex Weerasinghe
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tex Weerasinghe
Tex Weerasinghe
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Tex Weerasinghe
Tex Weerasinghe
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Pass through taking pictures by train
Trying to capture a piece of the terrain
They all turn out to be a blur
Like what I saw when I heard
The sound of you
That voice ripping through
The air turns to crystal shards
Flying needles pierce my ears
And punctures my heart
The sound of you
The sound of you
The sound of you
Sound of you
It's the sound of you
I covered up my tracks
Don't want anyone to ever know what I've done
No
It's not that I feel ashamed
It's just that some things are better
When they're left alone
What, do you think I killed someone?
Or that I took a pill for once?
Or maybe I just hurt someone?
It's not any of those
[Instrumental]
I keep it in the shadows, I let it
Follow me around
I keep it in the shadows, I let it
Follow me around
I keep it in the shadows, I let it
Follow me around
Follow me around
Follow me around
Follow me around
Follow me around
Written by: Tex Weerasinghe
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