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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Waking Eyes
The Waking Eyes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Penner
Joey Penner
Songwriter
Matt Peters
Matt Peters
Songwriter
Rusty Matyas
Rusty Matyas
Songwriter
Steve Senkiw
Steve Senkiw
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Penner
Joey Penner
Producer
Matt Peters
Matt Peters
Producer
Rusty Matyas
Rusty Matyas
Producer
Steve Senkiw
Steve Senkiw
Producer
John Paul Peters
John Paul Peters
Producer

歌詞

It lit up easy like the candles on a cake
And with the human quality, it wouldn't take us
To the first place we were going, it was finally quitting, quitting
I never thought that it would die right on the highway
When we were pushing, it was shoving like it tried to say
"Give it to the doctor, no one should be driving, driving"
(Good night, good night, good night)
They say the worst things always come in threes
And the way that it went down got me on my knees
We were looking for relief but we stared in disbelief and wondered
How could it happen to us, we're young and able
They laid the faulty lot ticket on the table
And took away the one thing that keeps my mind from sinking
But we'll be thinking
Good night, my final hour
Crept like a mouse to my door
And now I must turn to a lesson you'll learn
A black steel skeleton core
Halfway to our final destination
From the city in the center of the nation
The morning was trying to warn me
We need to stop, but should have stopped back when we had the chance
Just the victims of unfortunate circumstance
And no one should have been driving
Good night, my final hour
Crept like a mouse to my door
And now I must turn to a lesson you'll learn
A black steel skeleton core
It lit up easy like the candles on a cake
(Good night, my final hour)
And with the human quality, it wouldn't take us
To the first place we were going, it was finally quitting, quitting
(And now I must turn to a lesson you'll learn)
I never thought that it would die right on the highway
When we were pushing, it was shoving like it tried to say
"Give it to the doctor, no one should have been driving, driving"
(A black steel skeleton core)
Good night, my final hour
Crept like a mouse to my door
And now I must turn to a lesson you'll learn
A black steel skeleton core
Written by: Joey Penner, Matt Peters, Rusty Matyas, Steve Senkiw
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