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