Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRKN LOVE
Performer
Justin Benlolo
Electric Guitar
Mike Cisterna
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anton DeLost
Composer
Justin Benlolo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton DeLost
Producer
Lyrics
Smoke screen
TV
With a muted sound
Her hands on me
But it's heavy now
She said I'll tear you up inside
And I don't wanna be your parasite
Loose lips
Real shit
She don't fuck around
Standing on the edge
And it's dawning on me
Digging up bones
And it's so unholy
Trying to understand what you
Wanting from me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
How
Slow down
Maybe I'm better on my own now
What am I running from
I know I've got crimson hands
And I can't wash you off of them
Tongue tied
Heart eyes
Written on her face
That way she said
I'm obsessed
Makes me wanna stay
And I said
Baby I feel like
I'm scared to be possessed in paradise
My heads
A mess
Maybe I'm afraid
Standing on the edge
And it's dawning on me
Digging up bones
And it's so unholy
Trying to understand what you
Wanting from me
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
How
Slow down
Maybe I'm better on my own now
What am I running from
I know I've got crimson hands
And I can't wash you off of them
Slow down
Stuck in the
Middle of the road now
Heart is getting heavier
I know I got crimson hands
And I can't wash you off of them
Crimson hands around
My throat
Wont let go
Heart beat slowing down
So cold
So cold
Slow down
Maybe I'm better on my own now
What am I running from
I know I've got crimson hands
And I can't wash you off of them
Slow down
Stuck in the
Middle of the road now
Heart is getting heavier
I know I got crimson hands
And I can't wash you off of them
And I can't wash you off of them
And I can't wash you off of them
Written by: Anton DeLost, Justin Benlolo