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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Meany
Paul Meany
Keyboards
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Vocals
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Bass Guitar
Tony Perry
Tony Perry
Guitar
Brad Hargreaves
Brad Hargreaves
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Meany
Paul Meany
Songwriter
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Songwriter
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Songwriter
Steve Solomon
Steve Solomon
Songwriter
Curtis Peoples
Curtis Peoples
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Meany
Paul Meany
Producer
Adam Hawkins
Adam Hawkins
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Henry Lunetta
Henry Lunetta
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Steven Williamson
Steven Williamson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Keil
Adam Keil
Assistant Engineer
Crispin Schroeder
Crispin Schroeder
Assistant Engineer
Steve Solomon
Steve Solomon
Producer
David Marino
David Marino
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

So far
So far, so fake
I don't wanna answer the phone, rather watch it rain
Away, take me away
Before I begin to enjoy the metallic taste
The world is twisted
I know you wanna distance yourself from me
The head is only a dangerous dead weight
I'm cauterizing the veins you lacerate
In the end, you took it all away from me
Skin, flawless and thin
But your apologies are only selfish with vain intent
S-so what?
Just like brain freeze, you'll fade
Now there's a fire in the speakers
And blood on the master tapes
The world is twisted
I know you wanna distance yourself from me
The head is only a dangerous dead weight
I'm cauterizing the veins you lacerate
In the end, you took it all away from me
I keep it hundred in case you twist your blade
I cut you out because I don't think that I'm sick
Be still your heart and do not resuscitate
In the end, you took it all away from me
These days I think are so strange
No cuts, no trust, name no names
Armless, we swim over flames
It's comin' around this time
It's comin' around this time
These days I think are so strange
No cuts, no trust, name no names
Armless, we swim over flames
It's comin' around this time
It's comin' around this time
Go
I know you wanna distance yourself from me
The head is only a dangerous dead weight
I'm cauterizing the veins you lacerate
In the end, you took it all away from me
I keep it hundred in case you twist your blade
I cut you out because I don't think that I'm sick
Be still your heart and do not resuscitate
In the end, you took it all away from me
Written by: Curtis Peoples, Jaime Alberto Preciado, Paul Meany, Steve Solomon, Victor Vincent Fuentes
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