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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucas Ruge-Jones
Lucas Ruge-Jones
Fiddle
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Levi Turner
Levi Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Weinberg
Jake Weinberg
Producer
Zach Bryan
Zach Bryan
Producer
Rusti Wade
Rusti Wade
Assistant Engineer
James Cain
James Cain
Assistant Engineer
Gabe Wax
Gabe Wax
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Fight the urge
To calm your nerves
Making it betters
Making it worse
Give it your all
Or don’t give it nothin
You missed a call from your favorite cousin
Snooze for the third time, you’d never heard it
Make all the words rhyme or it ain’t worth it
Drunk driving airplanes
Swearing I’d land it
Flew to Bermuda
They said that I vanished
If I didn’t ask
You wouldn’t have told me
You say it’s the past
Like you think I won’t see
The way that you laugh
Is out of a longing (is thatof a lonely)
Boy living fast
And dying slowly
The things that they said
I couldn’t bury (bare it)
I live in my head where it ain’t so apparent
I care so damn much and still I’m so careless
Riddle me that, and if it fits I won’t wear it
Call up your old man and ask for advice
That’s gotten old, man
It’s your turn to fight
Wadn’t it your choice to have it this way
Don’t say it’s the broke boys who sold you those things
If I didn’t ask
You wouldn’t have told me
You say it’s the past
You think I won’t see
The way that you laugh
Is that of a lonely
Boy living fast
And dying slowly
You bought this pain
And you know how this works
That you can’t return it
And you lost your way
Is it too late to find it?
Have you any fight left?
Written by: Levi Turner
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