Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toby Evans
Electric Guitar
Liam Torrance
Electric Guitar
Adam Smith
Bass Guitar
Thomas Weaver
Lead Vocals
Casey
Performer
Maximilian Nicolai
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toby Evans
Composer
Liam Torrance
Composer
Adam Smith
Songwriter
Thomas Weaver
Songwriter
Maximilian Nicolai
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toby Evans
Co-Producer
Adam Cichocki
Mastering Engineer
Neil Kennedy
Vocal Recording Engineer
Timothy Vincent
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
The fury in your house
Should have saved me from the debris of my car
And the blood held in my mouth
From when my teeth had been knocked out
There's always static on the end of the line to Heaven
So what pain must I endure before
You feel like coming down?
Lord
Is it true that I am such a waste that I am easy to ignore?
No sermon that I've ever sung has summoned you
So maybe you're not there at all
When I was sick and I was dying
I was alone
It wasn't empyrean fire
Guiding my way home
Only the voices of my friends
My mother and my father
You sat in silence
Left me crying out for you to take my life
Oh, Lord
Is it true that I am such a waste
That you're ashamed to show me your face
And grant me just a gleam of grace in even your most sacred of spaces?
And if that's the case, then
How could I know peace?
How could I know peace?
How could I know peace?
How could I know peace?
How could I know peace? (Should I be afraid?)
How could I know peace? ('Cause in the end)
How could I know peace? (I know that death will)
How could I know peace? (Greet me as a friend)
How could I know peace? (Should I be afraid?)
How could I know peace? ('Cause in the end)
How could I know peace? (I know that death will)
How could I know peace? (Greet me as a friend)
Writer(s): Maximillian Carnegie Nicolai, Toby James Evans, Liam Kane Torrance, Thomas Jeffrey Weaver, Adam Paul Smith
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