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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alkaline Trio
Alkaline Trio
Performer
Matt Skiba
Matt Skiba
Vocals
Dan Andriano
Dan Andriano
Bass Guitar
Derek Grant
Derek Grant
Drums
Mike Fasano
Mike Fasano
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Skiba
Matt Skiba
Composer
Dan Andriano
Dan Andriano
Composer
Derek Grant
Derek Grant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe McGrath
Joe McGrath
Recording Engineer
Jerry Finn
Jerry Finn
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Robert Reed
Robert Reed
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jason Gossman
Jason Gossman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Christopher Holmes
Christopher Holmes
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I put it all on black No color you're all dressed in And a stab in the back Left you bleeding on the floor And I'm mourning the death The recent passing of your insides I smile in regret Every time I think of how I spoke to you I put it all in back Of my mind where I hold you I'm just trying to keep track How far back it really goes And I'm living in lack Of the blood sent from the heavens I'm just trying to relax As a killer's waiting right outside my door What's black and white? What's red all over? This tired book This organ donor Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree It hasn't rained in years I bring you this sacrificial offering Of virgin ears Leave it to me, I'll remain free From all the comforts of home And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say I'll never really know I put 'em all in black The four walls of my bedroom And I trimmed them in red Peeled your picture off the wall And I'm living in lack Of the blood sent from your heartbeat That arrived in your neck Every time I salivated over you What's upside down? What's coated in silver? This crucifix is My four leaf clover Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree It hasn't rained in years I bring to you this sacrificial offering Of virgin ears Leave it to me, I'll remain free From all the comforts of home And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say I'll never really know One of these days it's gonna catch up to you Throwing looks like those around And one of these nights, I promise to you I'll soon be sleeping sound, as soon as I leave town
Writer(s): Matt Skiba, Daniel Andriano, Derek Grant, Matthew Thomas Skiba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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