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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seething Akira
Seething Akira
Performer
Charlie Bowes
Charlie Bowes
Performer
Kit Conrad
Kit Conrad
Performer
Stuart Radcliffe
Stuart Radcliffe
Performer
John Corney
John Corney
Performer
Richard Ellis
Richard Ellis
Performer
Simon Williams
Simon Williams
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Bowes
Charlie Bowes
Composer
Kit Conrad
Kit Conrad
Composer
Stuart Radcliffe
Stuart Radcliffe
Composer
John Corney
John Corney
Composer
Richard Ellis
Richard Ellis
Composer
Simon Williams
Simon Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Seething Akira
Seething Akira
Producer
Oz Craggs
Oz Craggs
Producer

Lyrics

Scarred up, this armor's seen a few wars
You will never see me bowing down on all fours
Never see me keeping track of the scores on the doors
I've got much bigger fish to fry and none of them are yours
It's time to get back in your pram and stop chucking your toys
Every word expelled from the lungs is just white noise
Deploys a sense that these words of yours are just void
A gap filler, utter nonsense with emotion of an android
And I ain't done yet, ha
I've got a little bit of fight left
Maybe just a couple more things to get off my chest
And I ain't done yet
I've got a fuck-ton of fight left
I mean a war's worth, this ain't a side quest
I'm hitting hard 'cause every day is still a fucking test
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck all the grief
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck everything
It's about time that I cut ties
You are every single reason why I want to be alone
Because of you and your fucked lies
I was deceived from day one, now it's time to suck it up, but just say my goodbyes
Supposed to be on the same team, but you're so against me and now I'm running out of life line
All I've ever done is try to please and cater for your needs and I can't even fulfill mine
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck all the grief
You are nothing more than a smile thief
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck everything
Could have the best hand and still can't win
And I ain't done yet, ha
I've got a little bit of fight left
Maybe just a couple more things to get off my chest
Maybe just a couple more things to get off my chest
All I've ever done is try to please and cater for your needs and I can't even fulfill mine
All I've ever done is try to please and cater for your needs and I can't even fulfill mine
It's about time that I cut ties
You are every single reason why I want to be alone
Because of you and your fucked lies
I was deceived from day one, and now it's time to suck it up and just say my goodbyes
Supposed to be on the same team, but you're so against me now I'm running out of life line
All I've ever done is try to please and cater for needs and I can't even fulfill mine
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck all the grief
You are nothing more than a smile thief
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck everything
Could have the best hand and still can't win
Fuck this, fuck you, fuck all the grief
You are nothing more than a smile thief
Written by: Charlie Bowes, John Corney, Kit Conrad, Richard Ellis, Simon Williams, Stuart Radcliffe
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