Crediti
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas O'Malley
Songwriter
Ethan Powell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Randy LeBoeuf
Producer
Testi
So sick of all these foreign places
And all the memories
Of feeling like it's already over
Premonitions of these horrible faces
Of people telling me the things
That I don't want to know
Please please,
I need to finish something
'Fore I depart
Is that the music that I hear, no
It's the way that my heart
Beats beats on the screen
By my hospital bed
You think that anyone is ever really ready to die?
I wish that I could take the whole world with me
I wish that I didn't have to be the only one
Oh doctor, doctor, I'm afraid there's nothing more that you can do
My entire life confined inside a hospital bed
I just assumed at 24 that I'd be already dead
Breathe in at ease
Your mind at peace
Ignore atrocities
Eclipse disease
I know that I'm not getting sick
It's just that I'm getting older
Sometimes I get so f****** scared
Sometimes I get so f****** scared
I know that I'm not getting sick
But I often think of being younger
Sometimes I dream of going there
Sometimes I dream of going there
I wish that I could take the whole world with me
I wish that I didn't have to be the only one
Oh doctor, doctor, I'm afraid there's nothing more that you can do
My entire life confined inside a hospital bed
I just assumed at 24 that I'd be already dead
I will come back for you one of these days
How would you like me to take you away?
An embarrassing infection or chronic disease?
Or impale you like Vlad on the stake if you please
I don't care about the method of exit
The method of, the method of exit
But I don't want to be the only one to go
And it sounds kinda morbid, but
If you've ever watched the Goonies
With your best friends
Then you know how upsetting it is
When mom walks in
And drags you out by your heelies
Before the rest ends
Just a super tragic end to another summer
Day
But we forget the summer ends…
Written by: Ethan Powell, Thomas O'Malley

