Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Bass Guitar
Mike Fuentes
Drums
Tony Perry
Lead Guitar
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Hargreaves
Songwriter
Curtis Peoples
Songwriter
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Korneff
Mixing Engineer
Alex Prieto
Engineer
Jim Romano
Editing Engineer
Nick Sferlazza
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Maybe I could swim into your thoughts like your drugs do
Paralyze your body, sick and tired of waking up too
Burning eyes and cigarettes
I'm falling through the couch like a suicide mission tonight
My God, here comes the downside
Wild eyes of terror pray for sex on the beach
While oceans of kerosene will soak into me
I'm not meant for this world, I just don't see the point
Don't think about it, don't overthink about it
And life is a joke
But everything's riding on me tonight
Been counting the stars and scars
How I'm becoming a work of art
In desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile
The whispered words "You'd better hide the bullets"
You stayed on the phone and talked to me day and night
Trigger my nightmare once again
And it's fucking loaded in hand
And we'll let the fire rage
The smoke and the drowning flames
My bedroom computer light is the only menace to my new faux wooden blinds
In desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile
Now, I only pray when it all goes down
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I've loved and cared about
And then burn it down
Go!
Yeah!
And life is a joke
At least I can love you, naked and tattooed
Counting the stars and scars
And if the pain is a sound, let's slow it down
Desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile
Now, I only pray when it all goes down
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I've loved and cared about
And then burn it down
Your serotonin's gone
The kerosene's gone
The sunset is gone
So hold on
Your serotonin's gone
The kerosene's gone
The sunset is gone
Yeah, it's all gone, all gone, all gone
Writer(s): Curtis Peoples, Victor Fuentes, Brad Hargreaves
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