Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will Yip
Will Yip
Percussion
Austin Cressey
Austin Cressey
Bass Guitar
Ira George
Ira George
Electric Guitar
Patrick Miranda
Patrick Miranda
Vocals
Spencer York
Spencer York
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Yip
Will Yip
Songwriter
Austin Cressey
Austin Cressey
Songwriter
Ira George
Ira George
Songwriter
Patrick Miranda
Patrick Miranda
Songwriter
Spencer York
Spencer York
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Yip
Will Yip
Producer
Justin Bartlett
Justin Bartlett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Anneliese Parenti
Anneliese Parenti
Assistant Recording Engineer
Vince Ratti
Vince Ratti
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

When the air gets cold and the night shifts I know you're dreaming of the world next door And it hits like the flip of a light switch 'Cause in the dark you can be so much more Oh, you got that idol step All the lights turn red So determined just to earn a little brush with death You got that holy shape Feed your fix just to pay it Again and again and again You wear attention like it's perfume And you're the highest in the whole room So tell me why you're leaving so soon Nobody knows you but they want to You know they want you Give 'em all your best moves Knock 'em dead and make them broke too Old addiction's got a new groove You're getting high because you want to I know you want to Got me on my knees, you're my obsession I don't even know you by your name Let me spill my secrets like confession Body like an angel, let me pray Oh, you give me heart attacks But I like it like that You took a piece of me away and I don't want it back You've got me tempting fate Name your price and I'll pay it again and again You wear attention like it's perfume And you're the highest in the whole room So tell me why you're leaving so soon Nobody knows you but they want to You know they want you Give 'em all your best moves Knock 'em dead and make them broke too Old addiction's got a new groove You're getting high because you want to I know you want to Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh You wear attention like it's perfume And you're the highest in the whole room So tell me why you're leaving so soon Nobody knows you but they want to You know they want you Give 'em all your best moves Knock 'em dead and make them broke too Old addiction's got a new groove You're getting high because you want to I know you want to
Writer(s): Austin Cressey, Ira George, Patrick Miranda, Spencer York, Will Yip Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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