More songs by ILLENIUM
Description
Producer: ILLENIUM
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Zakk Cervini
Producer, Composer Lyricist: Drew Fulk
Producer: Andrew Goldstein
Composer Lyricist, Producer: Trevor Christensen
Vocalist: LØ Spirit
Mixing Engineer: Tom Norris
Executive Producer: Alexander Seaver
Composer Lyricist: Nicholas Miller
Composer Lyricist: Amira Elfeky
Composer Lyricist: Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Lyrics and translation
Original
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
The blood in your eyes feels like a fire frozen over.
Flawed by design, you burn me alive and I just get colder.
All the knives you left in me. All the times you watched me bleed.
If pain is worth fighting for. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
You burn me alive and I just get colder. All the knives you left in me.
All the times you watched me bleed. If pain is worth fighting for.
Maybe this is-- I'm still holding my breath, gasping for air, but there's nothing left. Maybe this is--
I'm still holding my breath. There's one way out tonight.
I'm still holding my breath, gasping for air, but there's nothing left.
I'm still holding my breath. There's one way out tonight.
One way.
I'm gasping for air 'til there's nothing left.
You keep me holding my breath, yeah, holding my breath.
I'm gasping for air 'til there's nothing left.
You keep me holding my breath, yeah. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war
English translation
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
The blood in your eyes feels like a fire frozen over.
Flawed by design, you burn me alive and I just get colder.
All the knives you left in me. All the times you watched me bleed.
If pain is worth fighting for. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
You burn me alive and I just get colder. All the knives you left in me.
All the times you watched me bleed. If pain is worth fighting for.
Maybe this is-- I'm still holding my breath, gasping for air, but there's nothing left. Maybe this is--
I'm still holding my breath. There's one way out tonight.
I'm still holding my breath, gasping for air, but there's nothing left.
I'm still holding my breath. There's one way out tonight.
One way.
I'm gasping for air 'til there's nothing left.
You keep me holding my breath, yeah, holding my breath.
I'm gasping for air 'til there's nothing left.
You keep me holding my breath, yeah. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war. Maybe this is war.
Maybe this is war