Sometimes, turning on the lights doesn’t chase the demons hiding away inside my head
Sometimes, i cannot hold on anymore
It’s so hard!
A swinging cordage pulls me under the current
Like a prodigal son, I slither around through the cracks
Opening the same doors, chasing the same things
Trying to find the way out, but i'm not so self assured
It’s the fight between my head and my heart
Got all these thoughts, running through my mind
It’s getting worse and I can’t seem to shut it off
Tried to kiss my worst fears, it feels like nothing’s changed
I hold my shaking hand, and I need more medicine
I hold my shaking hand, and I need more medicine
I swallow pills every day to help me deal with my pain
credits
from v/a The Things That Shaped Us Together,
released September 30, 2022
Produced by Settle
Recorded at Pizza Record
Enginered by Bayu Pramasatya
Drums recorded at Rock The Beat Studio
Enginered by Dewa Edwin
Mixed at Brokenboard Studio Bandung
Mixed by Yoni
All song written by Yudi Septyan
All song composed by Settle
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