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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Burkum
Tyler Burkum
Electric Guitar
Cason Cooley
Cason Cooley
Background Vocals
Josh Lovelace
Josh Lovelace
Vocals
Seth Bolt
Seth Bolt
Vocals
Jeremy Lutito
Jeremy Lutito
Drums
Bear Rinehart
Bear Rinehart
Vocals
Will Carter
Will Carter
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Burkum
Tyler Burkum
Songwriter
William Rinehart
William Rinehart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NEEDTOBREATHE
NEEDTOBREATHE
Producer
Cason Cooley
Cason Cooley
Producer
Jeremy Lutito
Jeremy Lutito
Producer
Konrad Snyder
Konrad Snyder
Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

My arms are tired and weary These wounds are on full display I've tried every door in the hallway There's just no where that I feel safe I see the light but never find the surface I don't know if I can swim no more White knuckles and wild horses One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh I'm lost in the waves that crush me They bring discovery where darkness hides Just over the ridge in front of you Another mountain that you'll have to climb I see the light but never find the surface I don't know if I can swim no more White knuckles and wild horses One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore Oh, oh-whoa Oh-whoa, whoa We're a child in the car asleep In the driveway at night Our mother's gonna slowly sneak Our body inside We can rest in the arms of trust There's no way that we can say We've earned our way into light All we have to do to is stay I see the light but never find the surface I don't know if I can swim no more White knuckles and wild horses One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore One day, we'll wash up on mercy's shore Oh, oh-whoa Oh-whoa, whoa Oh, oh-whoa Oh-whoa, whoa I've been battlin' a broken heart Everybody knows I'm torn apart Since I was eight years old when I thought That God was a girl in my school If we can wind up on a sandy beach Breathin' air that only death can reach And singin' songs that only Heaven leaves It's okay with me And God is wantin' us to make believe But knowin' somethin' is only a dream Like the absolutes and the in-betweens Are out of line, sometimes, intertwined Behind a mind, in lies, and fights That only fools are still tryna fight
Writer(s): William Rinehart, Tyler Burkum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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