Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Wheeler
Bass
Casey Bishop
Vocals
Asher Bank
Drums
Chris Greatti
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Bishop
Composer
Asher Bank
Composer
Chris Greatti
Composer
Willow Smith
Composer
Jordan Brasko Gable
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mitch McCarthy
Recording Engineer
Chris Greatti
Producer
Randy Merrill
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
3AM, no chance of sleepin'
Told myself that I'm gonna leave you, I'm scared
But so much more when you're there
Guess you never really know your friends, their intentions
Never mention I'm scared
But so much more when you're there
I don't wanna figure out
Why you have been takin' pictures of my house, no
I don't wanna figure out
Why you're in the hallway, comin' towards me now
Is this a bad dream? Don't know what is happening
Every time I think of you it's so paralyzing
And I'm trying to wake up
You say you want the horrors
So now just be straightforward
Load up your words, it's time to start thе game
Point and aim (Oh my God)
At first, the evil's intriguin'
Cold hеart, can't breathe, they don't wanna believe it, I'm scared
But not as scared as you'll be when I'm awake and you're the one asleep
I don't wanna figure out
Why you have been takin' pictures of my house, no
I don't wanna figure out
Why you're in the hallway, comin' towards me now
Is this a bad dream? Don't know what is happening
Every time I think of you it's so paralyzing
And I'm trying to wake up
You say you want the horrors
So now just be straightforward
Load up your words, it's time to start the game
Point and aim
Feels like I'm falling
Onto the ceiling
Maybe the angels are calling
Feels like I'm falling
Onto the ceiling
Maybe the angels are calling
Written by: Asher Bank, Casey Bishop, Chris Greatti, Jordan Brasko Gable, Willow Smith