Maybe Things Aren't So Bad?
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Lyrics
Emphatic loss of light. No brain. No light. An echo chamber of hollow ends. No brain. No light. Warm rage at mindless stares. No brain. No light. Blood soaked sun, hope runs, right? No brain. No light.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 00:40
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 100 BPM