Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Gillespie
Drums
Christopher Dudley
Keyboards
Grant Brandell
Bass Guitar
James Smith
Guitar
Spencer Chamberlain
Vocals
Timothy Mctague
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grant Brandell
Composer
Aaron Gillespie
Songwriter
Spencer Chamberlain
Songwriter
James Smith
Composer
Timothy Mctague
Composer
Christopher Dudley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Paul Wisner
Producer
J.R. McNeely
Mixing Engineer
Matt Goldman
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Prop open the door, I can actually see my breath tonight
But that doesn't mean I'm breathing
Crack a smile just for the sake of it
This could take a while, a long while
Silence is golden especially in this case
I'm not too sure that I want it to be this way
Open mouth, closed eyes, no words are escaping
It's all a blur, it's too dark to see, ain't it pretty
The way it all streaks together at night, together at night?
I think it's time to turn around
I really want to go home tonight
I think it's time to turn around
I really want to go home tonight
I feel like this is going nowhere
I feel like this is going nowhere
Try to think of something quick
And trust the direction of the driver
No lights, no lights, no signs, no signs
I'm at a loss for words
No lights, no lights, no signs, no signs
I'm at a loss for words, at a loss for words
Now conversation sparks
What an easy way to break the ice
Now conversation sparks
What an easy way to break the ice
Writer(s): Grant Brandell, Christopher Dudley, James Smith, Aaron Gillespie, Timothy Mctague, Spencer Chamberlain
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