Vídeo de música
Vídeo de música
Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hunter Garrison Price
Songwriter
John Hammond Evans
Songwriter
Jon Isaac Hayes
Songwriter
Nick Allen Oakley
Songwriter
Letra
Please take your time
Please wait in line
Your peace of mind
Is no longer my concern
I watched you crash and burn
I made a friend
Just yesterday
He doesn't talk
Doesn't know what to say
But I think that that's ok
And if you think I'm a mystery
Feel like we're history
Go home and wash the blood off your sleeves
If you feel like you're never wrong
Feel like you don't belong
I'll keep it clear
But I'd do anything to hold you
Right here
Your stupid lies
Filled with astrology signs
I hope you find
We're all stuck on earth
Do you really know your worth
I take it back
I didn't know
Vulnerability
Was ugly to show
That sinners got stones to throw
And if you think I'm a mystery
Feel like we're history
Go home and wash the blood off your sleeves
If you feel like you're never wrong
Feel like you don't belong
I'll keep it clear
But I'd do anything to hold you
Right here
What I need to find
Ain't nothing like your kind
Written by: Hunter Garrison Price, John Hammond Evans, Jon Isaac Hayes, Nick Allen Oakley


