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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Johns
Daniel Johns
Vocals
Beau Golden
Beau Golden
Keyboards
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Drums
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
Harp
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Johns
Daniel Johns
Composer
Beau Golden
Beau Golden
Composer
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Composer
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Johns
Daniel Johns
Producer
Beau Golden
Beau Golden
Producer
Dave Jenkins Jr
Dave Jenkins Jr
Producer
Jake Meadows
Jake Meadows
Producer
Mitch Kenny
Mitch Kenny
Recording Engineer
Steve Smart
Steve Smart
Recording Engineer
Brent Clark
Brent Clark
Recording Engineer

Songtexte

Sometimes I'm not trying Most the time I'm dying Deaf to things I think in my head Bright lights I'm not buying traffic can't stop crying Breathe the words, I'm sinking instead Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where do we run to? Most the girls I care for Cost me more than tether Mares inside, the cows have been fed Cost me more than candles Waiting for the angles Death to things I think in my head Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they will blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where can we run to? (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) (Ooh, ooh) (Warning, warning) Oh God, what do you know? Where do we go? What we gonna go through? Oh yeah, reap what you sow Minds they'll blow, what's the fucking curfew? I'm not made of stone Telephone lines, who you gonna call through? Lights shine on their own Where do we go? Where can we run to?
Writer(s): Daniel Paul Johns Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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