Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vin 90
Vin 90
Performer
Stolen Goods
Stolen Goods
Lead Vocals
Gallos
Gallos
Music Director
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Weber
Chase Weber
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Cervantes
Mike Cervantes
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Skipping down the road To the sonic Passing by the prison Is it haunted Well I'm not sure I'll ever know But maybe so And What's with the inflation Of our dollar Is it data Is it science Is it greed Or Am I just stupider than most Have you felt lost In the middle of your house Dead of night The dark creeps out My head says to ignore the sounds By my energy is burnt Have you been free In the center of a crowd Arms touch And silence sounds And the cells form beauty In their patterns Hope I'm not complacent And I grew some patience Since the last time I saw you Ohh man it's been ages And these aren't perfect song But I hope you can relate Cause someone cries in every bar And graduation floors are tears The budding tree, the golden years They meld alike on tandem gears Have you felt lost In the middle of your house Dead of night The dark creeps out My head says to ignore the sounds By my energy is burnt Have you been free In the center of a crowd Arms touch And silence sounds And the cells form beauty In their patterns Have you felt lost In the middle of your house Dead of night The dark creeps out My head says to ignore the sounds By my energy is burnt Have you been free In the center of a crowd Arms touch And silence sounds And the cells form beauty In their patterns It's just another hollow holiday It's just another hollow holiday
Writer(s): Chase Weber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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