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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Biffy Clyro
Biffy Clyro
Performer
Simon Neil
Simon Neil
Guitar
Ben Johnston
Ben Johnston
Drums
James Johnston
James Johnston
Background Vocals
Adam Noble
Adam Noble
Programming
RICHARD INGRAM
RICHARD INGRAM
Keyboards
Vennart
Vennart
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Neil
Simon Neil
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Biffy Clyro
Biffy Clyro
Producer
James Rushent
James Rushent
Additional Producer
Koby Berman
Koby Berman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ross Newbauer
Ross Newbauer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cecil Bartlett
Cecil Bartlett
Engineer
KT Pipal
KT Pipal
Engineer
Mario S. Borgatta
Mario S. Borgatta
Engineer
Joe La Porta
Joe La Porta
Mastering Engineer
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mixing Engineer
Adam Noble
Adam Noble
Mixing Engineer
Tim Summerhayes
Tim Summerhayes
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Where's everybody going? Is it around to the pleasure house? We're fighting an ugly war And it's no good to freak out Oh please, it's obscene I've seen your true colors and there's nothing underneath Only green I stared at the pictures of canyons open between When I caught your eye, I glimpsed a black star Going on and on, you're not looking civilized You're busted into pieces You've polished off your cocaine Your face is fucking numb I can see the fear in your heart Look out the window See what you could've had And I could be, I could be the Best friend you ever had Where's everybody gone? They've all abandoned my house Nobody comes and goes But it's no good to freak out Oh please, it's obscene You focus on others and just pick apart their dreams It's fucking mean I tear at the stitch and there's nothing on underneath When I caught your eye, I glimpsed a black star Going on and on, it's a shame to be civilized You're picking up the pieces You're stepping off the ghost train You could've been the one I've got no more fear in my heart Look out the window See what you're gonna have And I will be, I will be the Best friend you've ever had Weird leisure comes when all pleasure goes Weird leisure comes when all pleasure goes Weird leisure comes when all pleasure goes Weird leisure comes when all pleasure goes You picked up all the pieces And started your life again You're my number one I love only hope in my heart We're at the window Surveying all you have And I believe, I believe that It's my turn, don't hold me back It's my turn, don't hold me back It's my turn, don't hold me back It's my turn, don't hold me back
Writer(s): Simon Neil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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