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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Earshot
Earshot
Performer
Wil Martin
Wil Martin
Vocals
Dave Moreno
Dave Moreno
Performer
Matt Walker
Matt Walker
Performer
Johnny Sprague
Johnny Sprague
Bass
Chas Stumbo
Chas Stumbo
Drums
Mike Callahan
Mike Callahan
Guitar
Scott Kohler
Scott Kohler
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wil Martin
Wil Martin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wil Martin
Wil Martin
Additional Producer
Cameron Webb
Cameron Webb
Additional Engineer
Rob Brill
Rob Brill
Additional Engineer
Tony "Tadpole" Mysliwiec
Tony "Tadpole" Mysliwiec
Additional Engineer
Jaime Sickora
Jaime Sickora
Assistant Engineer
James Winans
James Winans
Assistant Engineer
Justina Powell
Justina Powell
Assistant Engineer
Mike Arango
Mike Arango
Assistant Engineer
Rian Balvin
Rian Balvin
Assistant Engineer
Robin Holden
Robin Holden
Assistant Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Johnny K
Johnny K
Producer

Lyrics

Last night I dreamed that you were dead
The only way that I could find
To clear you from my head
I find it hard for me to get past all
The shit you did to me
In spite, at night, I try in vain
To get my mind at right
Tongue-tied
I feel so terrified
I'm so sick of being on my own
This feels like suicide
Tongue-tied
I feel so dead inside
Some things are better left alone
Completely out of sight in mind
Never to be told
I find it harder to express the things
That no one else can see, but me
Sometimes I wait for days to get my mind at right
Tongue-tied
I feel so terrified
I'm so sick of being on my own
This feels like suicide
Tongue-tied
I feel so dead inside
Struggling in a world I can't control
This feels like suicide
Some say waiting
Taking my own time
Is all I can do
Should've known you've things to hide
By that look in your eyes
I can hear the words
Now I finally understand
This feeling of uncertainty that leaves me now
Tongue-tied
I feel so terrified
I'm so sick of being on my own
This feels like suicide
Tongue-tied
I feel so dead inside
Struggling in a world I can't control
This feels like suicide
This feels like suicide
This feels like suicide
Written by: Wil Martin
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