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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Van McCann
Van McCann
Electric Guitar
Billy Bibby
Billy Bibby
Electric Guitar
Benji Blakeway
Benji Blakeway
Bass Guitar
Bob Hall
Bob Hall
Drums
Jim Abbiss
Jim Abbiss
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Van McCann
Van McCann
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Dowling
Ian Dowling
Mixing Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Jim Abbiss
Jim Abbiss
Producer

Lyrics

Eyes rolled back, guess we were living fast Where did you go, yeah where did you go? Your eyes go to show That it was so rare to see you sober So the streetlights would carry us home And I spent my nights trying to get a grip of you And I did my best to get my hands under your jacket So we could make a racket And your divine ribs would help break mine We hit the ground, so let's hit the ground Nothing's alright, believe me And I say I won't feel the same in the mornings Nothing's alright, we're leavin' And I won't feel the same in the mornings Tyrants help build us They won't mind throwin' us away Tyrants help build us Then they won't mind throwin' us away Tyrants help build us They won't mind throwin' us away Tyrants help build us Then they won't mind throwin' us away
Writer(s): Ryan Mccann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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