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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Sella
Brian Sella
Vocals
Ciaran O'Donnell
Ciaran O'Donnell
Keyboards
Mat Uychich
Mat Uychich
Drums
Tom, Warren
Tom, Warren
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Front Bottoms
The Front Bottoms
Composer
Brian Sella
Brian Sella
Songwriter
Ciaran O'Donnell
Ciaran O'Donnell
Songwriter
Mat Uychich
Mat Uychich
Songwriter
Tom, Warren
Tom, Warren
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris "Frenchie" Smith
Chris "Frenchie" Smith
Producer
Jon Marshall Smith
Jon Marshall Smith
Mastering Engineer
Sean Rolie
Sean Rolie
Producer

Lyrics

I don't see me mad at situations, I see me turn and walk away I see a tattoo on my right thigh that I will probably regret one day Yeah, I will probably regret one day But now I'm happy to be bonding in a kitchen with my friends A spool of thread, a few more good vibes, a safety pin, and a ball point pen A safety pin and a ball point pen A safety pin and a ball point pen, and a ball point pen But there are answers here that I am trying to figure out Since all your questions got harder to dodge and dip around And there is nothing wrong with my lifestyle, no matter how many times I tell myself To breathe in Hold it, hold it, now let it out Now let it out One day, I will realize I don't need this, because it is just not who I am Until that day comes, I'll keep my eyes closed, and I will try to feel all of the effects Yeah, I will try to feel all of the effects But now I'm talking way too fast, a little bit louder than I should Trying to say thank you for understanding My side of the story the best that you could My side of the story the best that you could My side of the story the best that you could Oh, the best that you could (Whoa-oh-oh) But there are answers here that I am trying to figure out Since all your questions got harder to dodge and dip around And there is nothing wrong with your lifestyle, no matter how many times they tell themselves Just breathe in Hold it, hold it, now let it out And this how the cool boyfriend sits in the passenger seat of his girlfriend's car He's looking at me I wish the light would turn green Set me free Oh, set me free Oh, set me Teach my rolling veins, where there's a will there is a way Just cut me open Let me drain Oh, let me drain Oh, let me I'll move to Florida I'll buy a brand new pick up truck And I'll tint all the windows, including the driver's side Now you can't see me So you can't touch me When I sit at the red light And watch your boyfriend wonder if I'm inside (If I am dead inside)
Writer(s): Mathew Uychich, Brian Sella, Thomas Aubrey Warren, Ciaran R O'donnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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