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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
VOLA
VOLA
Performer
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Guitar
Martin Bruun Werner
Martin Bruun Werner
Keyboards
Nicolai Mogensen
Nicolai Mogensen
Bass
Adam Janzi
Adam Janzi
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Composer
Martin Bruun Werner
Martin Bruun Werner
Composer
Nicolai Mogensen
Nicolai Mogensen
Composer
Adam Janzi
Adam Janzi
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Asger Rostbøll Mygind
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We were born one day apart
I grew teeth, you grew a heart
We became a work of art, surely
[Verse 2]
You connected, I withdrew
You compiled the stones I threw
I'm a poison pushing through, purely
[PreChorus]
And all these casualties I can't explain
And all these sunken ships still move inside my vein
And all these bended trees that still remain
With all my mental ease they dance inside my brain
[Chorus]
But what does it matter now, boy?
Our minds refuse to meet
We walk and then we bleed out
How do we turn around, boy?
We speak in future tense
Into violence
[Verse 3]
We were born one day apart
You got brushed and I got scarred
A peculiar drawing card, surely
[Verse 4]
I appalled while you amused
I avenged when you refused
I'm a poison pushing through, purely
[PreChorus]
And all these casualties I can't explain
And all these sunken ships still move inside my vein
And all these vultures in the window pane
With all my mental ease they dance inside my brain
[Chorus]
But what does it matter now, boy?
Our minds refuse to meet
We walk and then we bleed out
How do we turn around, boy?
We speak in future tense
Into violence
[Verse 5]
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
[Verse 6]
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
I am covered in blood
[Bridge]
Your satellite absorbs me
You see the tide when I lay still
We can't divide this heartbeat
Your feet will slide on what I've spilled
[Chorus]
What does it matter now, boy?
Our minds refuse to meet
We walk and then we bleed out
How do we turn around, boy?
We speak in future tense
Into violence
[Outro]
We walk and then we bleed out
We walk and then we bleed out
Written by: Adam Janzi, Asger Rostbøll Mygind, Martin Bruun Werner, Nicolai Mogensen
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