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Do It Again
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Rock
Do It Again was released on April 20, 2019 by Rise Records as a part of the album LP2
album cover
AlbumLP2
Release DateApril 20, 2019
LabelRise Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Secret Band
Secret Band
Performer
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Vocals
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Drums
Josh Benton
Josh Benton
Drums
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Guitar
Dryw Owens
Dryw Owens
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan McCoy
Jordan McCoy
Composer
Jonathan Mess
Jonathan Mess
Composer
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Composer
William Swan
William Swan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Benton
Josh Benton
Recording Engineer
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Recording Engineer
Dryw Owens
Dryw Owens
Recording Engineer
Nick Loiacono
Nick Loiacono
Recording Engineer
Alan Douches
Alan Douches
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Fuck my spine
I crack my back all the time
I don't need your shit advice on my issues
I can do research
You can buy t-shirts
Every interactions an interview
Bore me death
Verbally sucking the soul out my chest
I should do meth
Tell everyone in the world that I'm blessed
I blew the gasket off my top dome ouch
Is there somewhere to live that's higher than the clouds
I'm in a rhythm omelette
I feel so egg
I put some mustard on it
Sign this leg
The more I can stand the more I can do
Follow the plan show them its proof
Some of your fans are evil and cruel
I can stay bad or I can get good
I shove it the background
Listenin' to wack sound
Acid dope brap villain
Taking over fat buildings
Slippin' through the cracks
Engrossed in those
Traumatic flashbacks
I feel my self like I've been pushing a clown all around every town
I guess I hustled for this dead eyed look
And if a cooler breeze might pass me by
I would lie and let you know that I live for this
Its a bitch and a trip
A wet kiss on the lips
And you can flip off the kids
You can make your dick hurt
You can be grateful and hateful
Still making it work
Fuck my spine
I crack my back all the time
I don't need your shit advice on my issues
I can do research
You can buy t-shirts
Every interactions an interview
Bore me death
Verbally sucking the soul out my chest
I should do meth
Tell everyone in the world that I'm blessed
I blew the gasket off my top dome ouch
Is there somewhere to live that's higher than the clouds
Its a bitch and a trip
A wet kiss on the lips
And you can flip off the kids
You can make your dick hurt
I think I'm a jerk
But you never treated me like you should do
I think I'm a fluke
I feel like a circus I'm droppin' the nuke
I'm actin on cravings
Digging a hole bury in my fear
Sad bored to enable
Make unstable to get somewhere different from here
Dead silent when I'm wrapped in rage
Sloppy in the body getting hard to gauge
How many times will I fight the feeling
I can do it again
I can go back in
How does one get out of that
Around the whole deal
I want my pattern back
I know how I feel
How does one get out of that
Around the whole deal
I want my pattern back
I know how I feel
Written by: Jonathan Mess, Jordan McCoy, Martin Bianchini, Matthew Mingus, William Swan
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