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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Bass Guitar
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Guitar
James Mercer
James Mercer
Background Vocals
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Drums
Joe Plummer
Joe Plummer
Drums
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Guitar
Kyle "Slick" Johnson
Kyle "Slick" Johnson
Programming
Tom Peloso
Tom Peloso
Upright Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Composer
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Composer
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Composer
Johnny Marr
Johnny Marr
Composer
Tom Peloso
Tom Peloso
Composer
Joe Plummer
Joe Plummer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dennis Herring
Dennis Herring
Producer
Clay Jones
Clay Jones
Mixing Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Joe Zook
Joe Zook
Mixing Engineer
Kyle "Slick" Johnson
Kyle "Slick" Johnson
Additional Engineer
Reto Peter
Reto Peter
Additional Engineer
Rob Cooper
Rob Cooper
Assistant Engineer
Tom Queyja
Tom Queyja
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Although we'd often wondered It was no thing of wonder The shit that flew from our minds While wearing stains of fresh fruit And riding on shoes of horse glue On this ridiculous climb With great tunnel vision We'd built ourselves a mission To ride on bullets inside Oh, what a vain description Of what we have been missin' So why would anyone try? (Whoa-oh) it was always worth it (Oh-whoa) that's the part I seem to hide (Whoa-oh) and the busy ant empire (Oh-whoa) put up the closing sign I wasn't always cargo I was once kind of my own I guess I'll pack up my mind Well, it took so much effort Not to make an effort Oh, what a flawless design (Whoa-oh) it was always worth it (Oh-whoa) that's the part I seem to hide (Whoa-oh) and the busy ant empire (Oh-whoa) put up the closing sign Even as I left Florida (Whoa-oh) it was always worth it (Oh-whoa) that's the part I seem to hide (Whoa-oh) and the busy ant empire (Oh-whoa) has all deserted hive (Whoa-oh) it was always worth it (Whoa-oh) that's the part I seem to hide Even as I had left Florida Far enough, far enough, wasn't far enough Couldn't quite seem to escape myself Far enough, far enough, far from Florida We were all drowsin' in cruise control Far enough, far enough, wasn't far enough I stood on my heart's porch thinkin' "Oh, my God, I'll probably have to carry this whole load" I couldn't remember if I tried I couldn't remember if I took my brain out Threw it so directly at the goal I couldn't remember if I, ah, ah, ah! I could have my mind erased And still not know exactly what I don't already know Even as I had left Florida
Writer(s): Isaac Brock, Eric Judy, Jeremiah Green, Johnny Marr, Joe Plummer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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