Crédits
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Airside
Paroles/Composition
Michael Holden Hastings
Paroles/Composition
Kevin Ray Stephens
Paroles/Composition
Mark Allen
Paroles/Composition
William James Farmer
Paroles/Composition
Kyle James Pruzina
Paroles/Composition
Kirk Gibson Teachout
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Eric Albers
Production
Lawrence "Boo" Mitchell
Production
Paroles
Well you told me once
To leave and don't come back
And that's what I done
I stole your father's yacht
And I'm on the run
And now you're crying on the phone
It's been three days
How else can I say
That I, I, I
Am gonna figure it out this time
I've got a couple skeletons inside
You know I'll be better man in time
And oh oh oh
I know you wanna get close
Gimme a minute I'm on the ropes
I need a periscope
Would you be my periscope
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
I had enough
Drifting out I awoke to the cold handcuffs
And now they're pulling me to shore
I get one phone call
Baby I won't fall again
'Cause I, I, I
Am gonna figure it out this time
I've got a couple skeletons inside
You know I'll be better man in time
And oh oh oh
I know you wanna get close
Gimme a minute I'm on the ropes
I need a periscope
Would you be my periscope
I, I, I
Am gonna figure it out this time
I've got a couple skeletons inside
You know I'll be better man in time
And oh oh oh
I know you wanna get close
Gimme a minute I'm on the ropes
I need a periscope
Would you be my periscope
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
(Would you be my periscope)
Oh oh
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Oh oh
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Oh oh oh
Writer(s): Kyle Pruzina
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