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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headstrong
Headstrong
Performer
Dan Brodbeck
Dan Brodbeck
Programming
Jon Cohen
Jon Cohen
Bass Guitar
Joel Krass
Joel Krass
Guitar
Brian Matthews
Brian Matthews
Drums
Matt Kinna
Matt Kinna
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Brodbeck
Dan Brodbeck
Producer
Joe Vaughan
Joe Vaughan
Engineer
Rob Nation
Rob Nation
Engineer
Tim Glasgow
Tim Glasgow
Engineer
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Mixing Engineer
Joe Zook
Joe Zook
Mixing Engineer
Chris Steffen
Chris Steffen
Mixing Engineer
Darrell Thorp
Darrell Thorp
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Why don't you help me fill in the empty spaces Cuz hope is full of holes and you know we've got to replace this But i know you disguise your sadness and your surprise And a heart you've grown to despise We stare at each other with moon ears and glass eyes And nothing's said, or needed to be said because The sheets in the bed have been stained red And all these able bodied angels with these apples in their heads I don't know whether to fuck you or to gut you like a' This joke is getting kind of personal Your laugh is like a scream that goes and goes and goes I'm less invincible than terminal Your love is like a sore that grows and grows and grows Was it her maiden voyage, was it her maiden name Or was she made in a country that couldn't shoulder the loss? Was it her maiden voyage, was it her maiden name Or was she made in a country that couldn't shoulder the loss? This joke is getting kind of personal Your laugh is like a scream that goes and goes and goes I'm less invincible than terminal Your love is like a sore that grows and grows and grows This is a sign of my own design, my own demise And when i think this i think i shouldn't think this'. And when i think this, i think i shouldn't think this I never miss, i'm crossing names off a list I'm feeling nothing, i see nothing to shout about You'll never know exactly what you can't live without'. And when i think this, i think i shouldn't think this I never miss, i'm crossing names off a list I'm feeling nothing, i see nothing to shout about You'll never know exactly what you can't live without' This joke is getting kind of personal Your laugh is like a scream that goes and goes and goes I'm less invincible than terminal Your love is like a sore that grows and grows and grows Don't fucking touch me, don't even know i'm alive Don't fucking touch me, don't even know i'm alive Don't fucking touch me, don't even know i'm alive Don't fucking touch me, don't even know i'm alive
Writer(s): Jonathan Cohen, Brian Matthews, Matt Kinna, Joel Krass Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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