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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brad Cook
Brad Cook
Bass
Katie Crutchfield
Katie Crutchfield
Vocals
MJ Lenderman
MJ Lenderman
Electric Guitar
Phil Cook
Phil Cook
Organ
Spencer Tweedy
Spencer Tweedy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katie Crutchfield
Katie Crutchfield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Cook
Brad Cook
Producer
Gerardo "Jerry" Ordóñez
Gerardo "Jerry" Ordóñez
Recording Engineer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Natalia Chernitsky
Natalia Chernitsky
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I left your heart of glass in my unmade bed In the right time, you could shine so bright in my doubtful eyes And I imprint all your ideas on mine I move awkwardly at the speed of light Maybe it's easier to be afraid drenched in tragedy, man-made And my compass is an antique, but if I'm not back soon Don't come looking for me You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale and synthetic Bending my crowbar with tension, it's telekinetic A paradox poetic, you get choked-up reading the classics Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it I take a sip of something I can barely taste Dull as dusk with a skull and crossbones to bring us luck I, I know that you can't read my mind I swear I said the same thing a hundred times Maybe it's harder than it should be variations on the theme I could wear it right on my sleeve, when an antagonist emerges Don't blame me You can take it pretty far on a prayer that's pale and synthetic Bending my crowbar with tension, it's telekinetic Paradox poetic, you get choked up reading the classics Your pride'll take a gluttonous bite A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it A stupid question, I'd rather not ask it
Writer(s): Katie Crutchfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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