More songs by Wisp
Description
Producer: Kraus
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Julian Emken
Vocal Engineer, Producer: Stint
Additional Engineer: George Janho
Additional Engineer: Max Epstein
Mixing Engineer: Lars Stalfors
Mastering Engineer: Ruairi O'Flaherty
Vocalist: Wisp
Composer Lyricist: Natalie R Lu
Composer Lyricist: William Michael Kraus
Lyrics and translation
Original
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting to protect?
How do I see myself now?
Shed all of my skin.
Bird, correspond to beauty within.
Pierce me with your pins.
I feel it cold now.
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting -to protect? -I started my dreams last night.
Exactly as they happened, I wrote them down so I wouldn't forget.
And I do dreams differently than some other people.
I write down what happens as it's happening during the dreams. Everything that happens.
And I wake up as close to when it's over as I can manage to how the dream ends. And I'm sure I remember every little exchange.
I think we talked about tattoos, music, and photography.
I'm not sure anymore, even if this scene was in my dream or if it was real. If it was, I wouldn't be able to recall much about it in the standings.
I just want to see the strings.
I want to feel the sky with them so I can see it as real and know it won't go away from me personally. I don't even know what he said.
His eye caught right open inside me once.
My hatred all sank through.
There was a truth to you.
Someone could go this way and cry too.
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting to protect?
What am I fighting to protect?
English translation
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting to protect?
How do I see myself now?
Shed all of my skin.
Bird, correspond to beauty within.
Pierce me with your pins.
I feel it cold now.
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting -to protect? -I started my dreams last night.
Exactly as they happened, I wrote them down so I wouldn't forget.
And I do dreams differently than some other people.
I write down what happens as it's happening during the dreams. Everything that happens.
And I wake up as close to when it's over as I can manage to how the dream ends. And I'm sure I remember every little exchange.
I think we talked about tattoos, music, and photography.
I'm not sure anymore, even if this scene was in my dream or if it was real. If it was, I wouldn't be able to recall much about it in the standings.
I just want to see the strings.
I want to feel the sky with them so I can see it as real and know it won't go away from me personally. I don't even know what he said.
His eye caught right open inside me once.
My hatred all sank through.
There was a truth to you.
Someone could go this way and cry too.
I know my face crossing my eyes again.
Black swan, what am I fighting to protect?
What am I fighting to protect?