Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Watkins
Lead Vocals
James Muller
Electric Guitar
Connor Gravley-Novello
Bass Guitar
Scott Harris
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Watkins
Songwriter
Lyrics
Goddamn, it's a living hell
Just go throw all your dimes in the wishing-well
But that won't do you no good
Spending all that money like they taught you should
But that won't do you no help
When everything you want has been inside yourself all along
Reconnect
Don't lose hope
Please don't break
God, I hope so
God, I hope so
Reconnect
Know that all
The pain you dig
It's imaginary holes
You're just imagining it all
Goddamn, so you're feeling no direction lately
Shaken from depression, lazy,
Laying 'round, so down and hazy
But gotta watch yourself
Learn to stop yourself
From love obsessions, to over stressing
The little things, go count your blessings
From now on you got to promise me
To see divided lines so evenly
That give the higher signs their meaning, see
Two sides to every coin so try to balance on the edge
Tightrope the slopes, match the highs and lows
But first take care of head
Reconnect
Don't lose hope
Please don't break
God, I hope so
God, I hope so
Reconnect
Know that all
The pain you dig
It's imaginary holes
You're just imagining it all
It's imaginary holes
You're just imagining it all
Written by: Taylor Watkins