Perspectives - Father (Official Audio)
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Banda: Perspectives
Faixa: Father
Álbum: Stay For Those Who Care
Lançamento: 14/02/2017 - Amanhã / Tomorrow
País: Austrália
Gênero: Melodic Hardcore, Punk, Emo
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Artist: Perspectives
Song: Father
Album: 'Stay For Those Who Care' (out February 14th 2017)
Hometown: Sydney, Australia
Website: https://www.facebook.com/PerspectivesAU
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Lyrics:
I held on to the anger because it was safer.
I still need you father, to teach me how to be harsher.
Sometimes letting go is better.
Let the ones you love down softly.
I don't blame you for leaving, it must not have been easy.
Some things aren't a choice, the hand that is dealt to my sick and weak self.
My mind is a well, it doesn't offer any help.
Memories seem to dwell.
Cold, dark, alone.
Could you feel the tension in the air?
I swear I saw sparks there.
My world shattered into pieces.
Young and defeated.
Some things aren't a choice, the hand that is dealt to my sick and weak self.
My mind is a well, it doesn't offer any help.
Memories seem to dwell.
Cold, dark, alone.
Banda: Perspectives
Faixa: Father
Álbum: Stay For Those Who Care
Lançamento: 14/02/2017 - Amanhã / Tomorrow
País: Austrália
Gênero: Melodic Hardcore, Punk, Emo
Dreambound
https://www.facebook.com/dreamboundmusic
http://vk.com/dreamboundmusic
https://twitter.com/dream_bound
http://dreambound.storenvy.com
________________________________
Artist: Perspectives
Song: Father
Album: 'Stay For Those Who Care' (out February 14th 2017)
Hometown: Sydney, Australia
Website: https://www.facebook.com/PerspectivesAU
________________________________
Lyrics:
I held on to the anger because it was safer.
I still need you father, to teach me how to be harsher.
Sometimes letting go is better.
Let the ones you love down softly.
I don't blame you for leaving, it must not have been easy.
Some things aren't a choice, the hand that is dealt to my sick and weak self.
My mind is a well, it doesn't offer any help.
Memories seem to dwell.
Cold, dark, alone.
Could you feel the tension in the air?
I swear I saw sparks there.
My world shattered into pieces.
Young and defeated.
Some things aren't a choice, the hand that is dealt to my sick and weak self.
My mind is a well, it doesn't offer any help.
Memories seem to dwell.
Cold, dark, alone.
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