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Extreme Rules
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Rock
Extreme Rules was released on August 22, 2025 by Exploding In Sound Records as a part of the album Jobber To The Stars
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Release DateAugust 22, 2025
LabelExploding In Sound Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jobber
Jobber
Performer
Kate Meizner
Kate Meizner
Guitar
Michael Falcone
Michael Falcone
Drums
Michael Julius
Michael Julius
Guitar
Miles Toth
Miles Toth
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kate Meizner
Kate Meizner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Aron Kobayashi Ritch
Recording Engineer
Justin Pizzoferrato
Justin Pizzoferrato
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Am I alone?
It's a question I'm incapable of answering too truthfully (Answering too truthfully)
Accepting "there's no such thing as closure"
Just loose ends far as the eye can see
A whisper, voice in my ear
That rings clearer when the radio cuts out
"Rough diamond, dark Saturn, roman candle"
Words that burn when the stereo is down
Words that simmer when the stereo is down
[Chorus]
Five thousand times
Saying to you, dragging it out
Five hundred hours
I'm sleeping through, will you come around?
Five hundred times
Some kind of blue and I'm tapping out
Five hundred hours
With no extreme rules here to drag me down, drag me down
[Verse 2]
High lows, man
'Cause time, it changes everything
I watch you drift away from me (Drift away from me)
Sharp objects stay well-concealed beneath the ring
Can't feel the pain if I can't see
A whisper, voice in my ear
That rings clearer when the radio cuts out
Dark triad, kaleidoscope that's caving in
With you, when the stereo is down
[Chorus]
Five thousand times
Saying to you, dragging it out
Five hundred hours
I'm sleeping through, will you come around?
Five hundred times
Some kind of blue and I'm tapping out
Five hundred hours
With no extreme rules here to drag me down, drag me down
[Instrumental]
Five thousand times
Saying to you, dragging it out
Five hundred hours
I'm sleeping through, will you come around?
Five thousand times
Some kind of blue and I'm tapping out
Five hundred hours
With no extreme rules here to drag me down, drag me down
Written by: Kate Meizner
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