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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miguel Mouta
Miguel Mouta
Songwriter
Gonçalo Ramos
Gonçalo Ramos
Songwriter
Rui Casanova
Rui Casanova
Songwriter

Lyrics

Standing on the edge of a cliff
A voice calls me out
Staring at the endless pit
The void pulls me down
Standing on the edge of a precipice
A voice calls me out
Take a leap of faith
You're a waste of space
No cares if you're around
Staring at the ceiling
White noise chilling
Slowing giving in
Can't expect you to comprehend
Temptations, situations
Dug a hole in these frustrations
Losing myself in these contemplations
Clarity hits before the fall
Took the death pill
Felt the downfall
I need to find
A way out of this fucked simulation
I hear it call me out
(You're a waste of space)
(No one cares if you're around)
Can't expect you to comprehend
I hear it call me out
Stand on the edge of the precipice
Staring at an endless pit
Slowly giving in
Losing myself in these contemplations
Insecure and pathetic
They just want me dead
They just want me dead
Want me dead
Want me dead
Written by: Gonçalo Ramos, Miguel Mouta, Rui Casanova
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