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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patterson Hood
Patterson Hood
Mandocello
David Barbe
David Barbe
Bass
Brad Morgan
Brad Morgan
Drums
Jacob Morris
Jacob Morris
Cello
Jay Gonzalez
Jay Gonzalez
Piano
Scott Danbom
Scott Danbom
Violin
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patterson Hood
Patterson Hood
Producer
David Barbe
David Barbe
Producer

Lyrics

Underneath the couch I sleep through it all
As the very last drop smashed against the wall
Out in the driveway accusing words fall out
I'm underneath your dress, beneath the bedroom window
Sometimes I disappear, I learned to at an early age
Before your very eyes, I'm somewhere far away
And if I make it down, I'm coming for a landing
I'll kiss you till it's August but fly away in June
Simply disappear, vanish into thin air
Sometimes it's much better to just not be there
And sometimes I hear words spoken
Underneath the song and I associate so freely
And sometimes I hear words spoken
Underneath the song and I associate completely
Sometimes I disappear, since I was three or four
I see your lips move but I can't hear you anymore
I can't hear you anymore
Written by: Patterson Hood
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