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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shortage
Shortage
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tegar Sinawang
Tegar Sinawang
Composer
Yonanda Olga
Yonanda Olga
Composer
Daffa Naufal
Daffa Naufal
Composer
Rayhan Zidane
Rayhan Zidane
Composer
Sahid Suryo Laksono
Sahid Suryo Laksono
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Inwaves Records
Inwaves Records
Producer

Lyrics

I'm holding my breath
Feel my trembling hands
While I am grinding on my teeth
Sweating palms turns into fist
I cant believe I'm facing it again
The end is near I feel it coming throw me from my path
No words really matter anymore I'm going to the exit door
My senses never fail
I know it from the starts
Leave a shit on the path
No need canine I can trace
My senses never fail
I know it from the starts
Leave a shit on the trails
No need canine I can trace
I'm trying too hard to stay alive
Cause they're crawling in my limbs
But this cursed soul, refused to die
I cant believe I'm facing it again
The end is near I feel it coming throw me from my path
No words really matter anymore I'm going to the exit door
I cant believe I'm facing it again
The end is near I feel it coming throw me from my path
No words really matter anymore I'm going to the exit door
Written by: Daffa Naufal, Rayhan Zidane, Sahid Suryo Laksono, Tegar Sinawang, Yonanda Olga
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