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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
CIVIC
Performer
Jim McCullough
Vocals
Jackson Harry
Guitar
James Mccullogh
Lead Vocals
Roland Hlavka
Bass Guitar
Matt Blach
Drums
J Macdonald
Electric Guitar
Lewis Hodgson
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim McCullough, Lewis Hodgson, Jackson Harry, Roland Hlavka, Matt Blach
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob Younger
Producer
Mikey Young
Mastering Engineer
Matt Blach
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Split for the country, run from your life
A demon waits you on the other side
A married man shacked up in the shop
You can't do nothing, can't call no cop
Desperation, a bleeding romance
Worn on your sleeve and inside your pants
A sinister calling stuck in a wheel
I ain't your boy, you ain't my girl
It's a quick fix, baby
A trick of the light
In the night, you've been waiting
For these wrongs to be right
Fear of the doctor hearing your name
The pharmacists talk of gossip and shame
The night feels electric under your skin
The vastness expands as you stumble in
I take no pleasure, I don't take no shame
But I can't be bothered in taking the blame
People, they talk, they whisper my name
But you'll soon find out I don't play that game
It's a quick fix, baby
A trick of the light
In the night, you've been waiting
For these wrongs to be right
Split for the country, run from your life
A demon waits you on the other side
A married man shacked up in the shop
You can't do nothing, can't call no cop
Desperation, a bleeding romance
Worn on your sleeve and inside your pants
A sinister calling stuck in a wheel
I ain't your boy, you ain't my girl
It's a quick fix, baby
A trick of the light
In the night, you've been waiting
For these wrongs to be right
Writer(s): James Mccullough, Matthew Blach, Lewis Francis Hodgson, Jackson Macdonald, Roland Hlavka
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