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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Lead Vocals
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Programming
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Background Vocals
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendon Urie
Brendon Urie
Songwriter
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Songwriter
Spencer Smith
Spencer Smith
Songwriter
Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Feldmann
John Feldmann
Producer
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Producer
Brandon Paddock
Brandon Paddock
Additional Engineer
Erik Ron
Erik Ron
Additional Engineer
Fred Archembaunt
Fred Archembaunt
Additional Engineer
Matt Appleton
Matt Appleton
Additional Engineer
Lewis Jones
Lewis Jones
Assistant Engineer
Joe Napolitano
Joe Napolitano
Editing Engineer
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Allen
Jonathan Allen
Strings Engineer

Lyrics

Are you worth your weight in gold? 'Cause you're behind my eyelids when I'm all alone Hey stranger, I want ya to catch me like a cold You and God both got the guns When you shoot, I think I'd duck I led the revolution in my bedroom And I set all the zippers free We said, no more war, no more clothes Give me peace Oh, kiss me (Hey! hey!) we are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm (Hey!) they will never be the same A fire in a flask to keep us warm 'Cause they know I know That they don't look like me Oh, they know I know That they don't sound like me You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything Oh, I'd confess, I'd confess To the room where I'm blessed But he didn't come and speak to me Or put my heart at ease And I believe that half the time I am a wolf among the sheep Gnawing at the wool over my eyes I led the revolution in my bedroom And I set all the zippers free We said, no more war, no more clothes Give me peace Oh, kiss me (Hey! hey!) we are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm (Hey!) they will never be the same A fire in a flask to keep us warm 'Cause they know I know That they don't look like me Oh, they know I know That they don't sound like me You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything Fix me or conflict me I'll take anything Fix me or just conflict me 'Cause I'll take anything (Hey! hey!) we are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm (Hey!) they will never be the same A fire in a flask to keep us warm 'Cause they know I know That they don't look like me Oh, they know I know That they don't sound like me You'll dance to anything You'll dance to anything
Writer(s): Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman, John C Popper, Thaddeus Kinchla, Ben Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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