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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Artio
Artio
Performer
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Drums
Robert William Arkle
Robert William Arkle
Electric Guitar
Jai Akhurst
Jai Akhurst
Electric Guitar
Rae Charlie Brazill
Rae Charlie Brazill
Lead Vocals
Remy Enceladus Readman
Remy Enceladus Readman
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Songwriter
Robert William Arkle
Robert William Arkle
Songwriter
Jai Akhurst
Jai Akhurst
Songwriter
Rae Charlie Brazill
Rae Charlie Brazill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Ieuan Bryn Jones
Producer
Gavin McGrath
Gavin McGrath
Mastering Engineer

Letra

All of my friends are crazy They're passed out on the floor We're bored and sad and lonely So what's a little more None of my friends are happy We're not kids anymore I don't know what to say I don't wanna be here anymore Looks like we're on our own With nowhere left to go They pump us full of meds as soon as we hit all time low Are you watching? Are you watching me? Eyes are on me, all eyes on me We're born and die alone, the rest is all for show I lost my head last weekend, it's not in the lost and found I sold my soul on Monday, just for a mess about All of my friends are crazy They're passed out on the floor We're bored and sad and lonely, so what's a little more None of my friends are happy We're not kids anymore I don't know what to say, I don't wanna be here anymore I don't wanna be here anymore I said no photography Lest you meet my insanity I'm the banshee queen of psychosis Everybody wants a piece Of these ADH double D's And they say eat the bourgeoisie Don't even try to come for me Cos I'm kinda, like, crazy They profit off our suffering, load us up on sertraline But doctor STRAIGHT GIRL recommends we give them all guillotine They want to make us sick, make us beg, make us stay Fuck that, put up your fists, show em your teeth, and make them pay Parasites take until there's nothing left So until that day comes I say '"off with their heads" Make them know our names, make them feel our pain I will make them meet my rage All of my friends are crazy They're passed out on the floor We're bored and sad and lonely So what's a little more None of my friends are happy We're not kids anymore I don't know what to say, I don't wanna be here anymore
Writer(s): Ieuan Jones, Holly Readman, Rae Brazill, Robert Arkle, John Akhurst Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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