Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
40 Below Summer
Performer
Hector Graziani
Hector Graziani
Bass
Carlos Aguilar
Carlos Aguilar
Drums
Joe D'Amico
Joe D'Amico
Guitar
Jordan Plingos
Jordan Plingos
Guitar
Max Illidge
Max Illidge
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fourty Below Summer
Fourty Below Summer
Songwriter
Steve Ferreira
Steve Ferreira
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
40 Below Summer
Producer
Alan Sanderson
Alan Sanderson
Engineer
Ben Mumphrey
Ben Mumphrey
Engineer
Michael Baskette
Michael Baskette
Engineer
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Shawn "Clown" Crahan
Executive Producer
Steve Richards
Steve Richards
Executive Producer
Alan Silverman
Alan Silverman
Mastering Engineer
Toby Wright
Toby Wright
Mixing Engineer
GGGarth Richardson
GGGarth Richardson
Producer

Lyrics

Hollow this - and maybe you can swallow this - I don't know
I guess it always seems that something else in this life is diseased
But guess what now - Here's something that you can't devour
It's something moving with the tide and now it's ripping you up from inside
Follow me into the Abyss of the windfall that's tearing you down
It's ok to believe that there's something in nothing now
I'm at the end of my rope
If I could give - I'll bet I would play dead
If I could live - I'd fall apart again
If I could fly - away from all this pain
If I could run - I'd crumble again
Please rewind - retrace your life - and then you'll find
That everything you learned in this - is just a pile of worthlessness
So suffocate - and maybe you can separate
And in the end - it's no surprise - that only in death will you realize
I'm at the end of my rope
If I could give - I'll bet I would play dead
If I could live - I'd fall apart again
If I could fly - away from all this pain
If I could run - I'd crumble down again
If it's true - it's just to pass the time - just to pacify my will to bind
You can't drive when you're blind - and it burns your eyes
But you can't hold me to a place in time - where I'm stuck behind
And you can't climb out of the flood -the sign - listen to the lies that cut
You up inside - and the blood will stain our lives
If I could.....
I'm at the end of my rope
If I could give - I'll bet I would play dead
If I could live - I'd fall apart again
If I could fly away - from all this pain
If I could run - I'd crumble
If I could give more - yeah
If I could cut me in any way I could
If I could fly away
If I could.... If I could run
Written by: 40 Below Summer, Steve Ferreira
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