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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Terrible Sons
Terrible Sons
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lauren Barus
Lauren Barus
Songwriter
Matthew Barus
Matthew Barus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Edwards
Ben Edwards
Producer
David Long
David Long
Producer
Ben Delaney
Ben Delaney
Engineer

Lyrics

Alarm don't ring in the morning So you're left out on the road Roommate drank all the coffee Now I'm damned if I don't wake up Plains stretch out for the eastern bays And the wind tears down the road You, longing for a holiday But I turn us back to work So the mountains are blue, blue But my words they don't fool you, you, you Oh there's sweat on your brow, brow But your tears they don't fall down, down, down When you call me up on a payphone You know I faked a sleepyhead Fool me more than I fool you Stack years of regret So the mountains are blue, blue But my words they don't fool you, you, you Oh there's sweat on your brow, brow But your tears they don't fall down, down, down So the mountains are blue, blue, But my words they don't fool you, you, you Oh there's sweat on your brow, brow But your tears they don't fall down, down, down
Writer(s): Matthew Richard Barus, Lauren Barus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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