Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Graduating Life
Graduating Life
Performer
Ryan Ellery
Ryan Ellery
Electric Guitar
Bart Thompson
Bart Thompson
Lead Vocals
Sam Mankinen
Sam Mankinen
Drums
Chris Palowitch
Chris Palowitch
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bart Thompson
Bart Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Ellery
Ryan Ellery
Producer
Sam Kless
Sam Kless
Producer

Lyrics

You're making me sick You're making me anxious I wish I could think of some reference to tie in my head Is coming under distress Why can the kids who sat and judged me Now cling to all their lovely little things And claim they've always been saints I don't buy a word they say, I don't buy it So crawl back into a hole And convince yourself you're so lovable You're all so good at that So crawl back into a hole And convince yourself you're so lovable You're all so good at that My father's father died before him And his father's father before I'd hate to break the chain There's nothing complex about my traits History projects I'll die alone and overweight, not a mistake You think you're better than me? I swear I could cut off my whole family Always loved them, But definitely always more concerned about my well being Know what I mean? I'm not the article you share without reading the whole page Every detail about me is grueling and I hope to keep it that way So set the stage then dim the lights cause I wanna make This Dramatic to add validity to all the feelings I'm left with And as these thoughts rattle in my brain For what seems like my whole life I'll never get a grasp on what my family could have been like It's all so repetitive Am I ready for the death of it? Grandma you're dead and you'll always will be sorry Dad didn't respect you, you know it kills me Your husband's still alive and yeah he's losing his mind bit by bit I think dad feels it, mortality and regret and I can feel it too Waiting for it
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