Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Livealie
Performer
Andrew Robles
Guitar
Brandon Lee
Drums
Jordan Corman
Bass Guitar
James Harrison
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Robles
Composer
Brandon Lee
Composer
Jordan Corman
Lyrics
James Harrison
Lyrics
Chris Wiseman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buster Odeholm
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Robles
Producer
Nathan Smart
Co-Producer
Justin Mitchell
Recording Engineer
Chris Turner
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Buried in blood with all the things that I loved
Cascade me in gold, six feet from the fucking hole
Choking on dirt, swallowed up by the earth
Have fun in my place, with my death mask staring back at your face
Sick, sadistic, narcissistic
Numb to everything in reach
Absent-minded, led by the blinded
Drink the wine from the hand that feeds
Yeah, you smother me!
Tighten your grip until I can't breathe!
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) you smother me!
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) I can't breathe!
For crying out loud
You are preaching to the choir now
Then karma comes around
When the life you lead is spiraling down, down, down
Smother me
In your visions of hypocrisy (hypocrisy)
Smother me
Tighten your grip until I can't breathe (I can't breathe)
Following in my footsteps
Looking over my shoulder every turn I take
I know you love to hate
With my name on the tip of your tongue
Stab me in the back, drive the knife deep
Watch as the wounds weep
Have fun in my place, with my death mask staring back at your face
I can feel the walls closing in
(They're getting closer and closer)
Hear the blood trapped beneath my skin
I can feel my mind caving in
(The voices talk and talk)
Hear my lungs trapped beneath my ribs (ribs)
For crying out loud
You are preaching to the choir now
Then karma comes around
When the life you lead is spiraling down, down, down
Smother me
In your visions of hypocrisy (hypocrisy)
Smother me
Tighten your grip until I can't breathe (I can't breathe)
I'm claustrophobic and all out of melatonin
Six feet under, and my mind begins to race and wonder
Buried alive, the thrill of trying to survive
One last breath, to my death, in the candlelight
I'm claustrophobic and all out of melatonin
Six feet under, and my mind begins to race and wonder
Buried alive, the thrill of trying to survive
One last breath, to my death, in the candlelight
One last breath, to my death, in the candlelight
Smother me!
Yeah!
Tighten your grip until!
I can't breathe!
For crying out loud
You are preaching to the choir now
Then karma comes around
When the life you lead is spiraling down, down, down
Smother me
In your visions of hypocrisy (hypocrisy)
Smother me
Tighten your grip until I can't breathe (I can't breathe)
Smother me!
Tighten your grip until I can't breathe!
Smother me
Written by: Andrew Robles, Brandon Lee, Chris Wiseman, James Harrison, Jordan Corman