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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marcin Werner
Marcin Werner
Vocals
Paweł Miszczak
Paweł Miszczak
Vocals
Jakub Żelechowski
Jakub Żelechowski
Vocals
Michał Kafliński
Michał Kafliński
Guitar
Filip Kawka
Filip Kawka
Percussion
Jan Nalborczyk
Jan Nalborczyk
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcin Werner
Marcin Werner
Songwriter
Jakub Żelechowski
Jakub Żelechowski
Songwriter
Michał Kafliński
Michał Kafliński
Songwriter
Filip Kawka
Filip Kawka
Songwriter
Jan Nalborczyk
Jan Nalborczyk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michał Kafliński
Michał Kafliński
Recording Engineer
Jakub Sawicki
Jakub Sawicki
Mixing Engineer
Michał Król
Michał Król
Engineer
Adam Lato
Adam Lato
Engineer

Lyrics

Have I chosen to do wrong
No longer searching for acceptance
Cut myself off low self-esteem cause I have always been this way
I'm addicted to competition
Underestimated deprivation
Continuous decline of mood
Always a pussy while lone
I know it ain't hardcore
But feeling strong when keepin' up with the tough boys
To actually walk alone
I'd need a heart of stone
Emotional death-zone
Silence, own irrational violence
Biting piece by piece
Of my fragile identity
Desocialized entity
I supervised mind-killer
Harvester of serenity
What the fuck should I do to collect myself
They say: 'in acceptance you will find your way' my thoughts
Like a blades cut fucking deep
It hurts
My enemy was always me
I separated myself from me
Searching for the sens of self
Too scared to find the way
To escape from this mortal shell
The surrounding convictions
Made my vision blank
With no hope for peace
But I've already lost myself
But I've already lost my self
In the depths of hell
I've already lost my self
(I separated myself from me, to escape, to fade away)
In the depths of hell
(I separated myself from me, to escape, to fade away)
I've already lost myself
(I separated myself from me, to escape, to fade away)
In the depths of hell
(I separated myself from me, to escape, to fade away)
I've lost myself
I've been wasting all this time
With frail apparitions
Never did I seem to mind
Being forced to submission
Now I display my pride
I took my flaws and I made them sublime
Now I keep them tight
I've been wasting all this time
With frail apparitions
Never did I seem to mind
Being forced to submission
Now I display my pride
I took my flaws and I made them sublime
Now I keep them tight
Written by: Filip Kawka, Jakub Żelechowski, Jan Nalborczyk, Marcin Werner, Michał Kafliński
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