Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jack O'Brien
Bass
Mickey Rose
Background Vocals
Zac Catanzaro
Drums
Sarah Houser
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Griffin Robillard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Walker Lukens
Producer
Adam Mason
Recording Engineer
Grant Eppley
Mixing Engineer
Chris Longwood
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It's one more wicked morning
And there's a freezer in my chest
And the icicles keep forming
In phallic shapes that have progressed
Into some freudian alarm clock
Some kind of real beauty queen
To her my body is a strip pole
My laziness, white collar crime
She hasn't seen performance this pathetic
Since Myspace hit 2009
I'd like to talk about last night
I don't remember my dreams
I'm just sitting here doing nothing
For once I'm sucking on my thumbs thinking my own thoughts
I'm so tired of grieving over a hole I didn't have
A loss that would never leave me never leave me
Fear is natural male enhancement
It's biological fuel
To keep your impressions growing
Instead of snooze buttons and drool
Like a puddle on the floor
Far from the content war
It's one more wicked morning
And there's a freezer in my chest
And the icicles keep forming
In phallic shapes that have progressed
Into some freudian alarm clock
Some kind of real beauty queen
I'm just sitting here doing nothing
For once I'm sucking on my thumbs thinking my own thoughts
I'm so tired of grieving over a hole I didn't have
A loss that would never leave me never leave me
I'm just sitting here doing nothing
For once I'm sucking on my thumbs thinking my own thoughts
I'm so tired of grieving over a hole I didn't have
A loss that would never leave me never leave me
Writer(s): Griffin Robillard
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