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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beaker Best
Percussion
Dylan Frost
Lead Vocals
Freddy Crabs
Keyboards
Patrick Cornwall
Bass
Seamus Coyle
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beaker Best
Songwriter
Dylan Frost
Songwriter
Freddy Crabs
Songwriter
Patrick Cornwall
Songwriter
Seamus Coyle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Dempsey
Mastering Engineer
Dann Hume
Producer
Dylan Adams
Producer
Patrick Cornwall
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I hit the pavement, running amok and I don't stop
I been living the same day for the past six months
In a daze because I'm doing what I love
And I won't leave the stage until you motherfuckers jump
I leave my pride inside oblivion
Don't take yourself so serious
Life is just a game
So you can share all your fears
Without this peace within this harmony
That flows within the core
Grows up in my mind
And falls out of another's apple tree
So have a laugh
Or get blasted out to space
[Verse 2]
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
[Verse 3]
Oh, mind-altering you steer, we're in the clear
Activate yourself to sounds slip through your fingers
Where it lingers up above the clouds in a maze
You lose control
Relaxation, a rotation spinnin' up 'round your brain
Our world is same on the level
Either way we're fillin' it's carve
Within it's quake
Within the breeze
Lies your fate
So share a glass
And get plastered off your face
[Verse 4]
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
I kiss the breeze, and let your rhythm flow
[Verse 5]
Oh, grinded by the sun, yeah, he burns me to the floor
I'm burning colder and getting older, seen this place before
And still we return to face the verge of breaking laws
And turning faces, chasing dreams, our shadow's races
[Verse 6]
The world is in your hands
And I cheers to your success
While I salute, get in the back
We're off to heavens gate
I put you on the door
So don't worry about your fate
We'll drag around time and space
We'll drink champagne to celebrate
[Verse 7]
The world is in your hands
And I cheers to your success
While I salute, get in the back
We're off to heavens gate
I leave you wanting more
And I'm sorry if we're late
Forget yourself, unwind this day
'Cause there's plenty liver out to waste
[Verse 8]
Just kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
Just kiss the breeze and let your rhythm flow out
Written by: Neal Hunt