More songs by Static Dress
Description
Vocals: Oliver James Appleyard
Bass: George Holding
Drums: Sam James Ogden
Guitar: Vincent James Weight
Recording Engineer, Producer: Static Dress
Recording Engineer, Producer: Erik Bickerstaffe
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: Brandan Lopez
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Hunter Young
Composer Lyricist: Oliver James Appleyard
Composer: Vincent James Weight
Composer: George Holding
Composer: Sam James Ogden
Lyrics and translation
Original
Just a failed promise.
A stab wound with no pain.
Broadcast all of our worst lies to my enemies.
You're just hoping I always lose.
This sacrifice, it just meant nothing to you.
Ignoring these pains of my ceaseless erratic.
The cross I bear does not always need to ratchet.
So take my dying hand.
Find good in the goodbyes.
For mourning won't come easily.
Drag the fear from me.
Not as pretty as I want you to be.
I'm becoming ageless after twenty-three.
Drowned out my departure through crowds of defeat.
Then burnt down my house just to feel safe.
Engrave each moment into a memory.
Jacking up with the pace of my decay.
So take my dying hand.
Find good in the goodbyes.
For mourning won't come easily.
Drag the fear from me.
If we could sleep,
I'd be there.
But the moment you bleed, the questions start again.
Go, please go. I'm talking in circles.
Lost my memory, not to memory.
Watch my heart as it fades, but it's not your business now.
So take my dying hand.
Find good in the goodbyes.
For mourning won't come easily.
Drag fear from me.
So take my dying hand. Take my dying hand.
Find good in the goodbyes.
Find good in the goodbyes. For mourning won't come easily.
Drag the fear from me.
I hurt you so.
I hurt you so.
I hurt you so.
If we could sleep,
I'd be there