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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Microwave
Microwave
Performer
Nathan Hardy
Nathan Hardy
Lead Vocals
Tyler Hill
Tyler Hill
Bass Guitar
Timothy Pittard
Timothy Pittard
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Hardy
Nathan Hardy
Songwriter
Tyler Hill
Tyler Hill
Songwriter
Timothy Pittard
Timothy Pittard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nathan Hardy
Nathan Hardy
Producer
Jeremy Ferguson
Jeremy Ferguson
Recording Engineer
Travis - Hill
Travis - Hill
Recording Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Brad Blackwood
Brad Blackwood
Mastering Engineer
Aaron Gossett
Aaron Gossett
Additional Producer

गाने

A fleeting moment of clarity At the end of a dead-end street Caught up in shit you don't believe It's always been like that I've been sucking on this battery Keeping it cool around your family Taking every opportunity To get you on your back It's a convent at your parent's house Laying on the carpet barely tethered to the ground Shut the door and turn the lights out Crank the shit up to ten Say, "Fuck you" to your friends I want to wrap around and break you like a glow stick Get us thrown in a cell Ring in your head like a bell I want to be another one of the beautiful lies that you tell yourself A fleeting moment of clarity At the end of a dead-end street Caught up in shit you don't believe Shoveling a way out Mixing styrofoam and gasoline (ooh) Better living through chemistry (ooh) Ready to be a liability (ooh) Blowing out a war cloud (ooh) I want to crumble down this hill into the highway I want to come to in the middle of the interstate Cut a trail from the beach to the city skyline with my last brain cell I want to wrap around and break you like a glow stick Take a hit and write us both out of the narrative I want to be another one of the beautiful lies that you tell yourself Ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh) Ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh) Ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh) Ooh (ooh), ooh
Writer(s): Nathan Hardy, Timothy Pittard, Tyler Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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