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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Cannata
Guitar
Francois Comtois
Drums
Jacob Tilley
Guitar
Payam Doostzadeh
Bass Guitar
Sameer Gadhia
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Francois Comtois
Songwriter
Jacob Tilley
Songwriter
Payam Doostzadeh
Songwriter
Sameer Gadhia
Songwriter
Eric Cannata
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Skrzynski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Cerullo
Assistant Engineer
Max Moon
Assistant Engineer
Morgan Stratton
Assistant Engineer
Greg Morgenstein
Engineer
Ryan Nasci
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer
Alex Salibian
Producer
Jeff Bhasker
Producer
Michael Harris
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I can't stop listenin' to this voice in my head
Got me turnin' through the covers on this rusty spring bed
Bust through the day's flames, kissin' my back
That's all I remember and then everythin's black
[Verse 2]
You know, sounds so familiar, some place high in my show
Hello transmission, now you're in control
[Verse 3]
I look up, I look down
Everybody's bigger than Holy water, ain't enough goin' around
Raise their cups, wear their crowns
Just sittin' on a ghost stained altar, feel the jungle youth sound
Ooh, ooh
[Verse 4]
I woke in a fever, taste the blood in my mouth
My eyes grew shiny purple and I'm riddled with doubt
It feels so peculiar boilin' hot in my soul
The farewell transmission, that's not meant for this world
[Verse 5]
I look up, I look down
Everybody's bigger than Holy water, ain't enough goin' around
Raise their cups, wear their crowns
Just sittin' on a ghost stained altar, feel the jungle youth sound
[Verse 6]
Tonight, you've drifted off to sleep
Tonight, must be havin' a bad dream
[Verse 7]
I look up, I look down
Everybody's bigger than Holy water, ain't enough goin' around
Raise their cups, wear their crowns
Just sittin' on a ghost stained altar, feel the jungle youth sound
Written by: Eric Cannata, Francois Comtois, Jacob Tilley, Payam Doostzadeh, Sameer Gadhia