In Broad Daylight - Blood From The Stone (Official Music Video)
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(BAND INFORMATION 🎶)
►Artist: In Broad Daylight
►Song: Blood From The Stone
►Genre: Post-Hardcore
►For Fans Of: Silverstein, Enter Shikari, Hands Like Houses
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►Credits:
Songwriting:
Daniel “Dank” Kopp: Lead vocals, guitars, programming
Dylan Michael Kuhns: Guitars, backing vocals
Charlie Christopher: Bass Guitar, backing vocals
Chase Bogle: Percussion, backing vocals
Recording and Engineering:
Recorded and Engineered by Matthew Goings, Killian Studios, Daytona Beach, FL
Videography and Studio:
Toddi Babu, Videography
Shot at 212 Video Studio, Orlando, FL
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#ghostkillerentertainment #posthardcore #silverstein #entershikari #handslikehouses
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Lyrics:
Enoch, enough
Why double down on your father’s sins
Extract what you want and keep all that you can
I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel
But all I can find is rust and peril
I'm clutching at straws, grasping for hope
But every time I reach, it's like trying to cope
I'm searching for answers in the unknown
But all I get is violence, I can’t condone
All that we’ve got is bottles and bones
Choke on the blood of which you’ve built your home
Break under weight of rotten gold
All the while you steal blood from the stone
Cut me deeper
Bleed me dry
A Stockholm syndrome
The rarest kind
You hold this power
Of fortune made
Cut off our chances
Before they’re laid
You convince us you’re our only salvation
Now we’ll give in to the worst temptation
Violence
All that we’ve got is bottles and bones
Choke on the blood of which you’ve built your home
Break under weight of rotten gold
All the while you steal blood from the stone
A job that never seems to end,
A daily grind that drives you round the bend,
A job that's never fully done,
Feeling that you're always on the run
All that we’ve got is bottles and bones
Choke on the blood of which you’ve built your home
Break under weight of rotten gold
All the while you steal blood from the stone