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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Spencer Stewart
Spencer Stewart
Guitare
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Programmation
Garrison Burgess
Garrison Burgess
Batterie
Jeffery Jordan
Jeffery Jordan
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mike Robinson
Mike Robinson
Paroles/Composition
Seth Ennis
Seth Ennis
Paroles/Composition
Spencer Stewart
Spencer Stewart
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Production
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jeff Braun
Jeff Braun
Ingénierie de mixage
Jameson Roper
Jameson Roper
Production déléguée

Paroles

I think I might have messed up Last night I talked about my past Somehow you make me say stuff that I never have I'm in new territory Somehow, it kinda feels like home I stayed until the morning, usually I go Tell me, what did you do? I was kinda getting used to Feeling down bad, uptight Sticking to my hardline Tell me that I'm alright Lighten up and live a little Ice-cold blood type Talking, but I'm tongue-tied Looking to my left, right Now you've got me in the middle I'm in and out of my mind Had every part of me try Telling you, "No way" I'm thinking maybe my veins need a little novocaine I'm feeling for the first time I'm feeling for the first time Got good at being apathetic Thinking with a one-track mind I've said the word, but never meant it, now I'm thinking twice When you touch my body, it's an out-of-body experience Don't know how you managed I thought all my damage was permanent Feeling down bad, uptight Sticking to my hardline Tell me that I'm alright Lighten up and live a little Ice-cold blood type Talking, but I'm tongue-tied Looking to my left, right Now you've got me in the middle I'm in and out of my mind Had every part of me try Telling you, "No way" I'm thinking maybe my veins need a little novocaine I'm feeling for the first time I'm feeling for the first time (Tell me, what did you do?) (I was kinda getting used to) Feeling down bad, uptight Sticking to my hardline Tell me that I'm alright Lighten up and live a little Ice-cold blood type Talking, but I'm tongue-tied Looking to my left, right Now you've got me in the middle I'm in and out of my mind Had every part of me try Telling you, "No way" I'm thinking maybe my veins need a little novocaine I'm feeling for the first time
Writer(s): Seth Ennis, Spencer Stewart, Mike Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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