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