Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Braeden Lemasters
Vocals
Cole Preston
Drums
Dylan Minnette
Vocals
John Congleton
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Braeden Lemasters
Songwriter
Cole Preston
Songwriter
Dylan Minnette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Cook
Additional Engineer
Stefan Mac
Additional Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Engineer
John Congleton
Producer
Tchad Blake
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Could I trust you with my thoughts?
Or would you use them all against me?
Can you replace my eyes for yours?
See what I really look like, I could help you criticize
[Verse 2]
Looking for a sense of relation, where do people want me to be?
I can't help but cry on vacation, dressed to unimpress easily
Losing sight again
I'll go ahead and give you your eyes back now
[Verse 3]
You grow up, gone
So what's the point of connecting to anyone?
Is a relationship bought or is it won?
[Verse 4]
Are the things I think are important simply just distractions from death?
All of my ideas turn to content, they can be conceived till they're read
Lost my words again
It doesn't matter, 'cause you wouldn't understand
[Verse 5]
Love in teens and life in your twenties, nothing much to look forward to
I can't help but cry on vacation, is this the way to exit my youth?
Hey, treacherous doctor, do you know what's the matter with me?
Hey, treacherous doctor, do you know what's the matter with me?
Written by: Braeden Lemasters, Cole Preston, Dylan Minnette