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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Matthew Tybor
Matthew Tybor
Stimme und Gesang
Cory Wanderlich
Cory Wanderlich
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Matthew Tybor
Matthew Tybor
Songwriter:in
Cory Wanderlich
Cory Wanderlich
Songwriter:in
Teona De Vita
Teona De Vita
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Matthew Tybor
Matthew Tybor
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Cory Wanderlich
Cory Wanderlich
Produzent:in
Kyle Dameron
Kyle Dameron
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

Walk away, spread your legs Time to pray Slowly turning into someone else I'll let these vices consume me Till there's nothing left but Dust and hate Salivate Toss the stone and wait Whoever bleeds first is the worst of us But baby, I won't tell Maybe you won't tell That might be true Caught under your spell Or it's just you Well, the thought of forgiveness Where I fucked up was trusting you You'll never know the truth I want to be inside to feel it when your legs shake I want to be the only reason that your heart breaks You left your keys and your phone by the door It was the last time you were in my bed And now these stains on my sheets serve as memories I wasn't built for shit like this Walk away, spread your legs Time to pray Slowly turning into someone else I'll let these vices consume me Till there's nothing left but Dust and hate Salivate Toss the stone and wait Whoever bleeds first is the worst of us But baby, I won't tell I want to be inside to feel it when your legs shake I want to be the only reason that your heart breaks I want to bruise your hips Eat your lips I want to taste you, like I've tasted sorrow While deep inside I'm drowning from the shame You left your keys and your phone by the door It was the last time you were in my bed Now these stains on my sheets serve as memories I wasn't built for shit like this And when we opened up my floor We shared a dance that I'll never forget Embraced by lust, misplaced trust, lovers' fallacy It makes me sick, sick, sick, sick Sick I want to fuck you with the lights on With the weeds choking the life out of me I want to love you till there's no one else I want to fuck you with the lights on I want to take everything that you need Dress you in sorrow until there's nothing left And we'll drown You left your keys and your phone by the door It was the last time you were in my bed Now these stains on my sheets I wasn't built for shit like this
Writer(s): Matthew Tybor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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