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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Lead Vocals
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Acoustic Guitar
Chad Gamble
Chad Gamble
Drums
Derry DeBorja
Derry DeBorja
Mellotron
Amanda Shires
Amanda Shires
Fiddle
Jimbo Hart
Jimbo Hart
Bass Guitar
Sadler Vaden
Sadler Vaden
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Matt Ross-Spang
Matt Ross-Spang
Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing And this is how you make yourself worthy of the love That she gave to you back when you didn't own a beautiful thing And this is how you make yourself call your mother And this is how you make yourself closer to your brother Remember him back when he was small enough to help you sing You thought God was an architect, now you know He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built it's all for show, goes up in flames In 24 frames This is how you see yourself floating on the ceiling And this is how you help her when her heart stops beating What happened to the part of you that noticed every changing wind And this is how you talk to her when no one's else is listening And this is how you help her when the muse goes missing You vanish so she can go drowning in a dream again You thought God was an architect, now you know He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow And everything you built it's all for show, goes up in flames In 24 frames You thought God was an architect, now you know He's sitting in a black car ready to go You make some new friends after the show But you'll forget their names In 24 frames In 24 frames
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