Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Single Mothers
Lead Vocals
Andrew Thomson
Vocals
Brandon Jagersky
Drums
Evan Redsky
Bass Guitar
Michael Peterson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Thomson
Songwriter
Brandon Jagersky
Songwriter
Evan Redsky
Songwriter
Michael Peterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Single Mothers
Producer
Andrew Thomson
Producer
Brandon Jagersky
Producer
Evan Redsky
Producer
Michael Peterson
Producer
Matthew Agoglia
Engineer
Simon Larochette
Engineer
Jon Drew
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
That night I fell into the pharmacy
I thought I was in a lucid dream
So I burned it down
Anything that you could ever need
I'll just think real hard about
And they'll give it to me
Jumped over the counter
A phone rang and I yelled, "Don't you fuckin' answer!"
Your hair was all matted
You looked so fantastic
In those sweatpants
That fabric felt romantic
With all the drugs you could imagine
Think of all the parties we could make happen
Turns out these clouds were hangin' on strings
So lets get high
And cut 'em down
And watch 'em fall on everthing
Listen, there's nothin' that I can't do
I tried and I just can't lose
So sharp
So smart
So serrated
Turn your inattention into amazement
On your couch undoin' each other's buttons
Dentyne breath and turning stomachs
With all the drugs you could imagine
Think of all the parties we could make happen
I was blacked out in the basement
Like a soft pillow on hard pavement
Hummin' a slow song
Of stray dogs and car alarms
Now I'm half-lit
Knockin' on your door
Could've sworn
I'd been here before
What'll you do now?
They've cut me off
Are you better off?
Only time will tell
What'll you do now?
They've cut me off
Are you better off?
Only time will tell
I'm half-lit
Connected
A magnet
I'm stagnant
Written by: Andrew Thomson, Brandon Jagersky, Evan Redsky, Michael Peterson