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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Parquet Courts
Performer
Andrew Savage
Guitar
Austin Brown
Vocals
Max Savage
Drums
Sean Yeaton
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Savage
Songwriter
Austin Brown
Songwriter
Max Savage
Songwriter
Sean Yeaton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Burton
Producer
Kennie Takahashi
Engineer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Schenke
Engineer
Lyrics
I've learned how not to miss the age of tenderness
That I am so lucky to have seen once
And now that I've become older, I've learned how to brush over
My history and how it's sequenced
When I think about you, I see a person who
Hasn't existed for a long time
Before you started usin', before I started choosin'
To do the same thing for the same reasons
The first name I called you, is not a name at all
More of a duty than a function
Often an execution, often with deep confusion of
"Who was I when that name was just mine?"
Like a serpent charmer negotiatin' harm
I live with a basket of your silence
And as the years record, I can feel it growin' bored
But I keep the top on in the meantime
When I pass my reflection, there isn't any question of
Where the person in it came from
When I catch myself thinkin', and hear the voice that speaks inside
I know where I got brain from
Every step I've stray from and followed
Led me to the same location
Every act I've forsake and borrowed
A delivery to now
And I've never wondered how
I came to be
I feel free like you promised I'd be
Free, I feel free like you promised I'd be
Free, I feel free like you promised I'd be
Free, I feel free like you promised I'd be
Written by: Andrew C. Savage, Austin Bradley Brown, Maxwell Oliver Savage, Sean Matthew Yeaton