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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Vocals
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Bass
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Drums
Dann Gallucci
Dann Gallucci
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Composer
Eric Judy
Eric Judy
Composer
Jeremiah Green
Jeremiah Green
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Calvin Johnson
Calvin Johnson
Producer
Isaac Brock
Isaac Brock
Additional Producer
Scott Swayze
Scott Swayze
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course
You think of everything
[Verse 2]
Short love with a long divorce
And a couple of kids of course
They don't mean anything
[Verse 3]
Live in trailers with no class
God damn, I hope I can pass
High school means nothing
Taking heartache with hard work
God damn, I am such a jerk
I can't do anything
[Verse 4]
And I shout that you're all fakes (Fakes!)
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess that's what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And it's been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I know that I miss you
And I'm sorry if I dissed you
[Verse 5]
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course
You think of everything
[Verse 6]
Short love with a long divorce
And a couple of kids of course
They don't mean anything
[Verse 7]
Live in trailers with no class
God damn, I hope I can pass
High school means nothing
Taking heartache with hard work
God damn, I am such a jerk
I can't do anything
[Verse 8]
And I shout that you're all fakes (Fakes!)
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess that's what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And it's been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I guess that I miss you
And I'm sorry if I dissed you
Written by: Eric Judy, Isaac Brock, Jeremiah Green
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