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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Labajewska Madsen
Nick Labajewska Madsen
Percussion
Alexander Malone
Alexander Malone
Bass
Emil Goll
Emil Goll
Vocals
Joachim Dencker
Joachim Dencker
Drums
Niclas Danielsen
Niclas Danielsen
Guitar
Magnus Engelbrechtsen
Magnus Engelbrechtsen
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julimar Santos
Julimar Santos
Songwriter
Eric Turner
Eric Turner
Songwriter
Carl Bjorsell
Carl Bjorsell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scarlet Pleasure
Scarlet Pleasure
Producer
Nick Labajewska Madsen
Nick Labajewska Madsen
Producer
Anders Schumann
Anders Schumann
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'm a blind man, talks Couldn't hate with his imagination Couldn't see the moon through the window, oh I've been, I've been lost Tryna find my part in human nature Tryna see my souls through a window Heard that I was done and my time's up Heard I had to build from the ground, up Heard that they was painting me With no paint on the picture I'll paint you the picture It's easier to believe it It's easier to see it through the screens 'Cause it sounds so bright When we're all just living that dream All these flaws, all these flaws they may Leave a few cuts and scrapes To the day my days are done I wouldn't let all these falls Make these old bones break Finally found my wave Bless the day, bless the day Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah Hard man, hard man tough Didn't let nobody test his patience Sitting in this room with his blinds closed, hm I've been, I've been dark Took some time to find the light the day bruh Looking for my soul through the window, oh Heard that I was done and my time's up Heard I had to build from the ground, up Heard that they was painting me With no paint on the picture But I'll paint you the picture It's easier to believe it It's easier to see it through the screens 'Cause it sounds so bright When we're all just living that dream All these flaws, all these flaws they may Leave a few cuts and scrapes To the day my days are done I wouldn't let all these falls Make these old bones break Finally found my wave Bless the day, bless the day Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah Blind man, blind man talks Couldn't hate with his imagination Couldn't see the moon through the window
Writer(s): Nick Labajewska Madsen, Joachim Christiansen Dencker, Emil Goll, Alexander Leonard Malone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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