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Credits:
Director: Michael Herrick @michaelherrick_
Producer: Michael Herrick @michaelherrick_
Assistant Director: Ryan Blaske @ryanblaske
Production Company: Michael Herrick @michaelherrick_
Director of Photography: Michael Herrick @michaelherrick_
Gaffer: Ethan Schoenborn @ethan.schoenborn
PA/BTS: Matt Kerg @satan.exe_
Editor: Michael Herrick @michaelherrick_ , Conner Jones @connerjones
Colorist: Conner Jones @connerjones
VFX: Conner Jones @connerjones , Pending Beautiful Collective @pendingbeautiful
Writing/Design: Zach O'Connell @zaconnell
Special thanks to:
Weseem Abdullah
Prince Abdullah
Liminal Lyrics
I should’ve known that I would
Fuck this up again
Too busy running from these demons
In my head
I don’t really wanna believe
But I Know
Everybody will eventually reap what they sow
All the strings that are pulling on me
I would’ve never agreed
But that’s what happens when things are outgrown
I learned that the further on back
that you look
You’ll find even bigger mistakes
And get hooked
I guess it got harder for me
To let it go it but it seems
I gotta find me a future outlook
I just blame myself
For how you came you went
I can’t seem to bury feelings
In the graves we choice to dig
I’m just over it all
If I can recall
You told me that the faster I fall
The faster you’ll crawl to watch me undo
I should’ve known that I would
Fuck this up again
Too busy running from these demons
In my head
I won’t forget it
The walls are painted
With all my thoughts
That feel so tainted
From my frustration
That sits and rots
Face down on the floor again
Nobody understands
The pain that I keep in
It never ends
I won’t forget it
The walls are painted
With all my thoughts
That feel so tainted
From my frustration
That sits and rots
Stuck in place
I don’t wanna lead myself astray
I don’t really wanna be myself today
I can’t compete
With disarray
So what’s the point
When I can’t sort it out
Got a hundred different ways that I can live in doubt
Losing everything and everyone I care about
When I’m down and out
Feeling like deja vu
I’ve gotta restart
I’m losing over and over again
Done feeling guilty
I just wanna figure my shit out and bounce
Without a doubt
17 окт 2024
