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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Awsten Knight
Guitar
Jared Poythress
Programming
Vincente Void
Vocals
Geoff Wigington
Guitar
Otto Richard Wood
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Maxwell Goldstein
Songwriter
Awsten Knight
Songwriter
Zachary Joseph Cervini
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Awsten Knight
Producer
Nik Trekov
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
What if I want to have sex before I get married?
Well, I guess you just have to be prepared to die
My inner child needs a bulletproof vest
And a phone that can't text
And 20 years rest
Build a bomb shelter
Bite a belt for the stress
Never know what's next (next)
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
My melatonin eyes feel heavy tonight
I could sleep for weeks
And speak in Z's
Don't look for me
Don't look for me
They're killing me
When I'm fast asleep
Are you hearing me?
When I say you're bleeding me out
With all the things you don't say
I'm living like, I'm betrayed
Living like I'm dead, and on my own
You're killing me
When I'm fast asleep
Like a ritual
My inner child needs a bulletproof vest
And a phone that can't text
And 20 years rest
Build a bomb shelter
Bite a belt for the stress
Never know what's next (next)
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
My melatonin eyes feel heavy tonight
I could sleep for weeks
And speak in Z's
Don't look for me
Don't look for me
They're killing me
When I'm fast asleep
Are you hearing me?
When I say you're bleeding me out
With all the things you don't say
Living like I'm betrayed
Living like I'm dead and on my own
You're killing me
When I'm fast asleep
Like a ritual
(Eight, seven, six, five, four, three)
Yeah, my inner child needs a bulletproof vest
And a phone that can't text
And twenty years rest
Build a bomb shelter
Bite a belt for the stress
Never know what's next
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
Sleeping with my clothes on
In case - goes wrong
I gotta clear my front lawn off
(Yeah, woo)
(Shut the fuck up)
Writer(s): Andrew Goldstein, Awsten Knight, Zachary Cervini
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