Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stand Atlantic
Stand Atlantic
Performer
Jonathan Panichi
Jonathan Panichi
Drums
Bonnie Fraser
Bonnie Fraser
Lead Vocals
David Potter
David Potter
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stevie Knight
Stevie Knight
Composer
Bonnie Fraser
Bonnie Fraser
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Paul Wisner
James Paul Wisner
Mixing Engineer
Stevie Knight
Stevie Knight
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wish our skin would meet
A sting I wish would bleed
Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails
Don't you need a breath of air?
'Cause you're biting at my head
Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end
[Verse 2]
And I wish I was just as strong
As I make myself out to be
[Verse 3]
I'm twisting my words to appear like
This doesn't burn, I'm
Staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
With crime like a substance
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides
[Verse 4]
I took you like a thief
A pinch that doesn't leave
It's like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth
And I miss you while you talk
It's a comforting sense of shock
Feels like silver caught inside a toaster
[Verse 5]
And I wish I was just as strong
As I make myself out to be
[Verse 6]
I'm twisting my words to appear like
This doesn't burn, I'm
Staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
With crime like a substance
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides
[Verse 7]
A fever that I'll never break
'Cause I keep pushing pills away
Just to see my body shake
Expensive red wine, I hate the taste
And how the slightest spill will stain
I drink with you anyway
[Verse 8]
'Cause I know that I'm not as strong
As I make myself out to be
[Verse 9]
I'm twisting my words to appear like
This doesn't burn, I'm
Staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
With crime like a substance
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides
[Verse 10]
I'm twisting my words to appear like
This doesn't burn, I'm
Staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
With crime like a substance
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides
[Verse 11]
I wish I was just as strong
As I make myself out to be
Written by: Bonnie Fraser, Stevie Knight
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