DEADSKIN - RATS IN THE WALLS Feat. Daniel Macdonald (Official Music Video)
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DEADSKIN proudly presents 'RATS IN THE WALLS' featuring Daniel Macdonald of BODY PRISON, taken from our sophomore EP 'A HOME IN THE SUFFERING' out July 19th.
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CREDITS
Written by DEADSKIN
Additional Drum writing by Mitchell Fogarty
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Tom Cadden at Violent Sound
Artwork by Daryn Baldwin
Video Directed and Edited by Martin Wood at Interior Digital
LYRICS:
I have tried my best, yet I'm still a mess
Everything I've ever done is coming back around
I don't blame you, I hate myself too
Why can't I be what you need of me?
You may forget me but I won't forget a fucking thing
I found my home, with the rats in the walls
Old friend, where the fuck have you been?
Hiding underneath the blood soaked moon
There's so much left to tell you
Are you listening?
Blood spills through our home
Broken picture frames
These walls want to hurt you
These walls want to fucking hurt you
I have tried my best, yet I'm still a mess
Everything I've ever done is coming back around
I don't blame you, I hate myself too
Why can't I be what you need of me?
You may forget me but I won't forget a fucking thing
I found my home, with the rats in the walls
Do you remember me? Do you remember me?
Your poor excuse of an offspring
Do I make you sick? Do I make you sick?
I bet I make you sick to your stomach
Are you listening?
I have tried my best, yet I'm still a mess.
Everything I've ever done is coming back around
I don't blame you, I hate myself too
Why can't I be what you need of me?
You may forget me but I won't forget a fucking thing
I found my home, with the rats in the walls
You took something from
That I'll never get back
Why do you lament me so easily
I know that you are listening
Insidious, the effect that you have had on my psyche
Rats in the fucking walls
Are listening to everything
You did you to me
These walls want to hurt you
These walls want to hurt you
