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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sly Withers
Sly Withers
Performer
Jonathan Mata
Jonathan Mata
Vocals
Sam Blitvich
Sam Blitvich
Vocals
Shea Moriarty
Shea Moriarty
Bass
Joel Neubecker
Joel Neubecker
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Mata
Jonathan Mata
Composer
Sam Blitvich
Sam Blitvich
Composer
Shea Moriarty
Shea Moriarty
Composer
Joel Neubecker
Joel Neubecker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Parkin
Dave Parkin
Producer
Simon Struthers
Simon Struthers
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Something bout how I’ve been feeling lately
Something bout staying in bed
Something bout how I’d much rather stay home
Than all this other shit
I’ll try harder this year
I’ll make friends without guitars
Something tells me you’ve been struggling lately
Something bout your hanging dread
Something bout how I’d much rather you whole
Than hanging by this thread
I’ll try harder this year
I’ll try helping you to change
You’ll get help that you need
Without feeling like your fine this way
Cause we all know we’re just the best
At trine ride it out, this mess
But it’s catching up, not shitty luck
Just how it all plays out and fuck
I miss not having day jobs
I miss not having this fog
I miss
You need to leave
Sometimes I think you know
But you’re holding on tight
Too afraid of letting go
It’s a shame you can’t move away from your room
It’s a shame you can’t see a place here with me
Cause we all know we’re just the best
At trine ride it out, this mess
But it’s catching up, not shitty luck
Just how it all plays out and fuck
I miss not having day jobs
I miss not having this fog
I miss this
Written by: Joel Neubecker, Jonathan Mata, Sam Blitvich, Shea Moriarty
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