Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Julian Comeau
Vocals
Dylan Tirapelli-Jamail
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Comeau
Songwriter
Dylan Tirapelli-Jamail
Songwriter
Kooper Hanosky
Songwriter
Randy Slaugh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Morzov
Producer
Julian Comeau
Producer
John Warren
Recording Engineer
Randy Slaugh
Additional Producer
Lyrics
Digging away at myself
The way that I do
My little corner of hell
Vacancies open
If you wanna feel it too
Making a break for the hills
And Hollywood skies
Nothing to give me a thrill
Like silver screen lies
It's true, can you feel it too
Or is it deja vu?
So close, so far away
Got me wrapped around your finger
But I'm pulling the strings
When you tell me what you really mean
You fill my lungs with gasoline
Breathing in, burning you out
I hardly recognize me
I'm not sure I care
Trying to find a release
Maybe there's nothing
I lose 'til you cut me loose
Pushing away all the pain
That I've left inside
Rushing right into my veins
Cut me wide open
Drain all the truth
Hollow just like you
Until I light the fuse
So close, so far away
Got me wrapped around your finger
But I'm pulling the strings
When you tell me what you really mean
You fill my lungs with gasoline
Breathing in, burning you out
So close, so far away
Got me wrapped around your finger
But I'm pulling the strings
When you tell me what you really mean
You fill my lungs with gasoline
Breathing in, burning you out
Breathing in, burning you out
So close, so far away
Got me wrapped around your finger
But I'm pulling the strings
When you tell me what you really mean
You fill my lungs with gasoline
Breathing in, burning you out
So close, so far away
Got me wrapped around your finger
But I'm pulling the strings
When you tell me what you really mean
You fill my lungs with gasoline
Breathing in, burning you out
Writer(s): Dylan Tirapelli Jamail, Julian Comeau, Kooper Hanosky, Randy Slaugh
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