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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Percussion
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Bass Guitar
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Drums
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Guitar
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Songwriter
Andy Hurley
Andy Hurley
Songwriter
Joe Trohman
Joe Trohman
Songwriter
Patrick Stump
Patrick Stump
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fall Out Boy
Fall Out Boy
Co-Producer
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Producer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Stuck in the jet wash Bad trip I couldn't get off And maybe I bit off more than I could chew And overhead of the aqua blue Fall to your knees bring on the rapture Blessed be the boys time can't capture On film or between the sheets I always fall from your window To the pitch black streets And with the black banners raised As the crooked smiles fade Former heroes who quit too late Who just wanna fill up the trophy case again And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? I'm not passive but aggressive Take note, it's not impressive Empty your sadness Like you're dumping your purse on my bedroom floor We put your curse in reverse And it's our time now if you want it to be Maul the world like a carnival bear set free And your love is anemic and I can't believe That you couldn't see it coming from me And I still feel that rush in my veins It twists my head just a bit to think All the people in those old photographs I've seen are dead And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? And sometimes I just wanna sit around and Gaze at my shoes And let your dirty sadness fill me up Just like a balloon And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright? I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright?
Writer(s): Peter Wentz, Andrew Hurley, Patrick Stump, Joseph Trohman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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