Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Florist
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Sprague
Composer
Felix Walworth
Composer
Jonnie Baker
Composer
Rick Spataro
Composer
Lyrics
We come in through the mornin'
Until the long time ago
And we search in through the mornin'
'Cause you have lost your soul
Don't go, don't go
Your dinner is waitin' on me
Don't go, I don't want you to go
But I know you must go today
We're erasin' lines on our unholy faces
We eat our souls and don't bother to replace them
Go get another cup of that poison drink that you love
It attracts all the monsters who want to eat you up
Our words are no longer sacred when we speak
The only ones who can hear them are the ones who left last week
We're erasin' lines on our unholy faces
We eat our souls and don't bother to replace them
Written by: Emily Sprague, Felix Walworth, Jonnie Baker, Rick Spataro