Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lysistrata
Performer
Ben Greenberg
Synthesiser
Benjamin Amos Cooper
Vocals
Théo Guéneau
Electric Guitar
Maxime Roy
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Amos Cooper
Songwriter
Théo Guéneau
Songwriter
Maxime Roy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Greenberg
Producer
Josh Bonati
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Yer no beast
Yer a kid in a shell
With a fear that they'll catch you in tears
Yer no beast
You run from a tether
That's already shredded to bits
But you don't fit
In this air that we breathe
Sorrow never sleeps
In this air that we breathe
These errors cut to deep
Yer no beast
Yer a kid in a shell
With a fear that they'll catch you in tears
Yer no beast
Yer face is a mask made of stone
To blend in with the pricks
But you don't fit
I hold your face to mine
I hold your face to mine
It's raining night and day
Shout ou at the empty room
Shout ou at the empty room
And sign your right to stay
When the air gets heavy
I can see right through
That thin skin of yours
As the ink runs down the walls
When you burst
Through the doors
Ain't no guessing to be had
Writer(s): Benjamin Amos Cooper, Maxime Roy, Théo Guéneau
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