Upcoming Concerts for Braids
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Braids
Performer
Chris Walla
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Tufts
Composer
Taylor Bonner Smith
Composer
Raphaelle Standell-Preston
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Braids
Producer
Chris Walla
Producer
Mike Davis
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Do you want me to love myself
More than I love anyone else?
I tire of me sometimes
Just like I tire of you
Only, I'm stuck with this
Can't leave this body, this voice
Just momentary distance
When I close my eyes for silence
Walking down the street, I felt such joy to be alive
This morning, I swear
There's a truck idling beside my bedside
Oh, the contrast
I run with it, I work with it
Get familiar with the seasons of my life
The mountains I'm asked to climb and climb and climb
Constant clichés that repeat themselves
'Til I no longer ask why
There is no reason, just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other, that's all
There is no reason, just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other, that's all
There is no reason, just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other, that's all
There is no reason, just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other, that's all
There is no reason, just breath
And a beating of the heart
One foot in front of the other
Then the other, that's all
That's all
That's all
That's all
Writer(s): Raphaelle Standell Preston, Taylor Smith, Austin Tufts
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