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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Connor Kauffman
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Adam Turley
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Adam Turley
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I'm calling out
Without making sound
You're silencing my every move tonight
I'm breaking down
You won't let me out
I'm dying just to breathe out of your sight
Give me just one small mistake
To prove your darkest of ways
Follow the map to a safer haven
This house you've built as my cage
Will have its own prison break
Praying on some little lie to cave in
How could you be so heartless
When nobody knows?
You've got no blood in your veins
So baby, keep on talking
And don't let it show
You're crawling right from the grave
Everyone's blinded by the fever, fever
She'll turn you into a believer
How could you be so heartless
And keep running cold?
You know, yeah you know
All you got left are bones
I'm losing hope
As you take the throne
Corrupting every soul that meets your eye
I should've known
You won't let me go
Promise me you won't take another life
Give me just one small mistake
To prove your darkest of ways
Follow the map to a safer haven
This house you've built as my cage
Will have its own prison break
Praying on some little lie to cave in
How could you be so heartless
When nobody knows?
You've got no blood in your veins
So baby, keep on talking
And don't let it show
You're crawling right from the grave
Everyone's blinded by the fever, fever
She'll turn you into a believer
How could you be so heartless
And keep running cold?
You know, yeah you know
All you got left are bones
(Bones, bones)
(Bones, bones)
(Bones, bones)
(Bones, bones)
Written by: Adam Turley, Connor Kauffman