Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rec Hall
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Tyrrell
Composer
Lance Meliota
Songwriter
John Barry
Composer
Nicolas Zagorin
Songwriter
Shannon Ennis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rec Hall
Producer
Nicolas Zagorin
Producer
Denis Lipari
Producer
Charlie Park
Producer
Lyrics
Let's stay up all night and forget our dreams
Chasing neon highs through the empty streets
One last dance before the day's parade
And as the music stops I stand and watch your colors fade
Honestly, I don't know why I'm paralyzed by your disguise
Don't call me yours 'cause I am losin' my mind
She doesn't get it, doesn't get it, doesn't get it at all
She's got her eyes on the sun and her mind on her tongue
I wasn't ready, I wasn't ready at all
I've got my eyes on the sun and my mind on her tongue
Her tongue, her tongue
Let's wait up all night before things change
Don't act like you tried so hard when it's all the same
I lost my voice back against the wall
I wondered why it took so long to see you in your camouflage
Honestly, I don't know why I'm paralyzed by your disguise
Don't call me yours 'cause I am losin' my mind
She doesn't get it, doesn't get it, doesn't get it at all
She's got her eyes on the sun and her mind on her tongue
I wasn't ready, I wasn't ready at all
I've got my eyes on the sun and my mind on her tongue
Her tongue, her tongue
She doesn't get it, doesn't get it, doesn't get it at all
I wasn't ready, wasn't ready, wasn't ready at all
She doesn't get it, doesn't get it, doesn't get it at all
She's got her eyes on the sun and her mind on her tongue
I wasn't ready, I wasn't ready at all
I've got my eyes on the sun and my mind on her tongue
Her tongue, her tongue, her tongue
Writer(s): Ben Tyrell
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