Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whitehall
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avery Capers Greeson
Composer
Brennan Thomas Clark
Composer
Davis James Rowe
Composer
Patrick Davis McKiernan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Garber
Mastering Engineer
Preston Dunnavant
Producer
Lyrics
I know it’s such a drag to bring this up again
But if you want this to last a year it has to happen
Are you busy kicking shins? Or am I trippin?
Well if you want this to last a year lets pretend
We’re chillin on a beach down in Mexico
Playin it cool and takin it slow
In this other life we have figured it out
No grey clouds no reason for doubt
Reaper, I see you now
Claim what’s yours, act so proud
Kill the way it’s been
Let it end, let it begin
I know its so like me to spin and spin and spin
Tiny paranoia every time we win
Did you set a trap? Or am I trippin?
Never peace of mind so I’ll just pretend
We’re chillin on a beach down in Mexico
Playin it cool and takin it slow
In this other life we have figured it out
No grey clouds no reason for doubt
We’re chillin on a beach down in Mexico
Playin it cool and takin it slow
In this other life we have figured it out
No grey clouds no reason for doubt
Reaper, I see you now
Claim what’s yours, act so proud
Kill the way it’s been
Let it end, let it begin
Hillsides, black clouds
Scared straight, acting out, walking out
I know it’s such a drag to bring this up again
But if you want this to last a year it has to happen
Written by: Avery Capers Greeson, Brennan Thomas Clark, Davis James Rowe, Patrick Davis McKiernan