DESCRIPTION:
Taken from Deadlights debut album ‘Mesma’ available worldwide now: https://greyscale.lnk.to/mesma

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Music Video Directed by Thomas Savage
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Assistant Director by Dylan Davidson
Additional Audio Composed by Jerry Grannan
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Lash out on me if it makes you feel better.
Would you nullify your life,
If the chance came by?

There’s a remedy & it’s makes me feel better.
It’s something you could learn,
But you’re not concerned.

Your excuses have gotten to you.
You can’t tell you’re wrong.

I thought for the first time I was doing something right.
Every fiber in my body was giving the green light.
If I lost you I’d also lose my sense of pride,
I’d spend my days in solitude like a wayward satellite.
(No one would come looking, where would they even start?)
You make yourself the outsider.
You make yourself the abandoned lost recluse.
You put yourself so much lower then you are entitled,
& Let your shortcomings defeat you.

It’ getting hard to reach you, you’re too far-gone.
I feel like I’m climbing an endless ladder
That leads to nowhere & doesn’t matter.
Would you leave the earth to elude your sense of worth?
Could you see it through, Could you see it through to the end?

Lash out on me if it makes you feel better.
I’ve reached out enough times,
To know a bark from a bite.
(I hope that I arrive in time)
I know your numb and on the verge of giving in to an urge,
But things could be worse, remember things could always be worse.

No. I can’t watch you
Throw yourself under the bus.
I tried to, I tried to tell you but you never want to hear it.

It’ getting hard to reach you, you’re too far-gone.
I feel like I’m climbing an endless ladder
That leads to nowhere & doesn’t matter.
Your excuses have gotten to you.
You can’t tell you’re wrong.
Could you see it through, Could you see it through to the end?

You got caught out by the wind.
Your face got stuck suffering.
Lash out on me if it makes you feel anything at all.
‘Cause there must be something you’ll live for.

I hope that I arrive in time to see your life flash before your eyes.
I want a glimpse into your mind,
Tell me what would I find brewing in the space between your eyes?
The space between your eyes.
(I feel like I’m climbing an endless ladder that leads to nowhere,
It doesn’t matter. Would you see it through?
Would you see it through to the end?)