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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Surfer Blood
Surfer Blood
Performer
John Paul Pitts
John Paul Pitts
Vocals
Tyler Jerry Schwartz
Tyler Jerry Schwartz
Drums
Thomas John Fekete
Thomas John Fekete
Guitar
Kevin R. Williams
Kevin R. Williams
Keyboards
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Programming
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gil Norton
Gil Norton
Producer
Brendan Dekora
Brendan Dekora
Assistant Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Chris Szczech
Chris Szczech
Mixing Engineer
Dan Austin
Dan Austin
Engineer
Rob Schnapf
Rob Schnapf
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A word has weight
When it rings true
There's nothing I
Can hold you to
The hounds of Hell
Need love and care
The hounds need
Organs and limbs to tear
[Verse 2]
You and me are apples in trees
Don't fall far from me
[Verse 3]
Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday
I can suck the venom out of your bones
Come on, Raven, let me connect to the server
I could be the one who cuts down the overgrowth
[Verse 4]
A word has weight
When it rings true
And never when
It comes to you
Some secrets, you
Should never tell
They'll feed you to
The hounds of Hell
[Verse 5]
You and me are apples in trees
Don't fall far from me
[Verse 6]
Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday
I can suck the venom out of your bones
Come on, Raven, let me collect on my winnings
I could be the one who puts you back on the throne
[Verse 7]
Apologies, meet apologies
We could demon dance all night
Teeth as white as snow
In the vertigo
Caked in phosphorescent light
[Verse 8]
And the apples are as sweet
In the nosebleed seats
[Verse 9]
Like a Pentecostal choir on Sunday
I could suck the venom out of your bones
Come on, Raven, let me collect on my winnings
I could be the one who puts you back
Written by: John Paul Pitts, Kevin R. Williams, Thomas John Fekete, Tyler Jerry Schwartz
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