Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nathan Sanville
Nathan Sanville
Vocals
Ryan Malicsi
Ryan Malicsi
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Blakely
Brandon Blakely
Songwriter
Chris Freeman
Chris Freeman
Songwriter
Nathan Sanville
Nathan Sanville
Songwriter
Garrett Willig
Garrett Willig
Songwriter
Ryan Malicsi
Ryan Malicsi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Romnes
Brett Romnes
Producer
Mike Kalajian
Mike Kalajian
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Where'd you get your books and did they Teach you anything maybe you could show to me Because it feels like it's been years Since I've been useful, never earned my pedigree I don't think I can fake it I can admit you ought To stay in college, at least you'll know something I'm a dead friend, let me rot in my coffin now The only difference, I'd probably prefer it Now I'll die old and faceless Hiding deep in some depressing Little hovel in the background of the show You're watching If you see me just ignore it 'cause there's nothing I could offer anyway And it occurred that maybe my worth is much less than we thought I let it set in, I'll be forgotten I can't obscure the fact that I've learned hardly anything at all An application, another language And I can't work 9 to 5's if I'm sleeping past noon Try to catch morning light with alarms left unused How bad could it hurt To sell my blood 'till I'm withered and bruised Now I'll die old and faceless Hiding deep in some depressing Little hovel in the background of the show You're watching If you see me just ignore it cuz there's nothing I could offer anyway Yo! Yo! Now I'll die old and faceless Hiding deep in some depressing Little hovel in the background of the show You're watching If you see me just ignore it cuz there's nothing I could offer anyway Yo! Yo! Yo!
Writer(s): Nathan Joseph Sanville, Garrett Ryan Brown, Christopher S Freeman, Brandon L Blakely, Ryan Michael Malicsi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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