Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Catch 22
Performer
Ryan Eldred
Saxophone
Chris Greer
Drums
Tomas Kalnoky
Guitar
Kevin Gunther
Trumpet
James Egan
Trombone
Josh Ansley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tomas Kalnoky
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Catch 22
Producer
James Egan
Co-Producer
Hillary Johnson
Recording Engineer
Grace Falconer
Assistant Engineer
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It was the summer of '95 (So what?)
In the backyard, shaving the old piles
Feeling so strong (Strong)
Something went wrong (Wrong)
Straight into my finger, what a stinger, it was so long
[Verse 2]
I still remember that day like the day
That I said that I swear I'll never hurt myself again
But it seems that I'm deemed to be wrong
To be wrong, to be wrong
Gotta keep holding on
You always played a slow song
[Verse 3]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bullet-proof vest
Singing, my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night
I said
[Verse 4]
I still remember when we were young and fragile then
No one gave a shit about us 'cause times were tougher then
Feeling so good (Good)
Cruising the hood (Hood)
Straight into the real world the rich kids never understood
[Verse 5]
But I don't care, I can fade away to anywhere
Don't stop 'cause you might get dropped
And if you do, who's going to pick you up, well, I won't
Well, I won't
You always played a slow song
[Verse 6]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bullet-proof vest
Singing, my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night
I said, hey
[Verse 7]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bullet-proof vest
Singing, my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night
[Verse 8]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bullet-proof vest
Singing, my, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night
[Verse 9]
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bullet-proof vest
My, my, my, how the time does fly
When you know you're gonna die by the end of the night
I said, hey
[Verse 10]
Hey
Hey
Hey
Written by: Tomas Kalnoky