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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oliver Sykes
Vocals
Jordan Fish
Programming
Lee Malia
Guitar
Matthew Nicholls
Drums
Zakk Cervini
Background Vocals
Dan Lancaster
Programming
Matt Kean
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oliver Sykes
Songwriter
Jordan Fish
Composer
Lee Malia
Composer
Matthew Nicholls
Composer
Zakk Cervini
Composer
Dan Lancaster
Composer
Sione Teumohenga
Composer
Daisuke Ehara
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oliver Sykes
Producer
Jordan Fish
Producer
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
Dan Lancaster
Producer
Lonelyspeck
Additional Producer
Daidai
Additional Producer
Julian Gargiulo
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Okay, folks, we've got a new face joining us)
(Why don't you go ahead and share a little bit about yourself?)
Hi, my name's Oli and I'm an addict (hi, Oli)
I'm here 'cause I'm not quite all there
'Cause what used to be my idea of a laugh is
Now just me checking my pulse in my underwear
Thinking I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind, oh-oh
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top 'round a lamppost
Not sure I'll be coming back down this time
Hello, Oli, you fucking knob head, yeah!
Did you think you had us fooled?
And, baby, I know that I told you I was out of the woods
But I still left a key under the mat for the wolves
So maybe I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind, whoa
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top 'round a lamppost
Not sure I'll be coming back down this time, fuck it
Got out on good behaviour
I'm sorry, kid, but I can't be your saviour
I don't know what you expected
So maybe I should drop dead, eat shit, go to Hell
I could jump headfirst out the window
Dark thoughts keep on filling up in my mind
Kinda wanna get fucked, make love to a chainsaw
Wrap my drop-top 'round a lamppost
Not sure I'll be coming back down this time (time)
'Cause I'm fucking losing it, get a grip, ignore all the signs
The voices in my head keep telling me I'm fine
Out of luck, what the fuck? What am I gonna do?
Where did it go wrong?
(One, two, three, four)
Writer(s): Ashley Frangipane, Jordan Fish, Oliver Skyes
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