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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Boone
Joey Boone
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Boone
Joey Boone
Songwriter
Zach Grande
Zach Grande
Songwriter
Riley Adair
Riley Adair
Songwriter
Owen Rollison
Owen Rollison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Wesner
Sam Wesner
Engineer

Lyrics

Let's take a picture, I wanna remember how you look tonight
The words come to the surface of your lips and then they turn to white
I'm headed to the store, I hate the crowds so I go at late hours
I'll buy a Rolling Stone so you can cut it up and make it yours
I'm coming back from heaven now
All the gates were closed
They're running out of business now
It's everything must go
I haven't slept alone in quite a while now I ain't going back
You make these walls a home and if you wanted I would paint them black
I'm coming back from heaven now
All the gates were closed
They're running out of business now
It's everything must go
Selling peace and harmony in packages of two or three
And no one out here knows about the deals except for you and me
But I can be in heaven if I feel you next to me
I'm coming back from heaven now
All the gates were closed
They're running out of business now
It's everything must go
Selling peace and harmony in packages of two or three
And no one out here knows about the deals except for you and me
But I can be in heaven if I feel you next to me
Written by: Joey Boone, Owen Rollison, Riley Adair, Zach Grande
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