Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jessica Murray
Vocals
Douglas Alan Luenner
Bass
David Holm
Guitar
Joshua Schramm
Bass
Mike Pakulski
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessica Murray
Songwriter
Douglas Alan Luenner
Songwriter
David Holm
Songwriter
Michael David Pakulski
Songwriter
Joshua Schramm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Sheufelt
Producer
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Testi
I feel the growing presence
Of an angry heart
I'm choking on my words
Breaking bone apart
I cant find reality
I'm lost inside myself
Trapped in a small space
Waiting
For anybodys help
Anybody anyone
Except of course for you
Who'd craft a padlock out of green
To keep me in that room
Can you feel it in your bones
I'm over this leave me alone
Dont wanna talk youre on your own
Dont call me call me
on the phone
I don't wanna talk to you
Please do not disturb
I don't wanna hear your voice
Not a single word
Who the hell
The hell are you to make me come
Unglued
Saving me to pick off later
Like gum under your shoe
Can you feel it in your bones
I'm over this leave me alone
Dont wanna talk youre on your own
Dont call me call me
on the phone
You might as well be made of plastic
Broken Mannequin
Trying to sell yourself as classic
Another fake vintage
And im not buying it
I'm not buying it
I'm not buying
What youre sellin
Go ahead make me the villain
Does it feel good?
Is it fulfilling?
Its your own heart that you're killing
I'm not buying
What youre sellin
Go ahead make me the villain
Does it feel good?
Is it fulfilling?
Its your own heart that you're killing
Can you feel it in your bones
I'm over this leave me alone
Don't wanna talk you're on your own
Don't call me call me
on the phone
Written by: David Holm, Douglas Alan Luenner, Jessica Murray, Joshua Schramm, Michael David Pakulski

