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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Royston Club
The Royston Club
Performer
Tom Faithfull
Tom Faithfull
Vocals
Ben Matthias
Ben Matthias
Guitar
Dave Tute
Dave Tute
Bass Guitar
Sam Jones
Sam Jones
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Matthias
Ben Matthias
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Quinn
Alex Quinn
Producer
Robin Schmidt
Robin Schmidt
Mastering Engineer
Tom Longworth
Tom Longworth
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, I've been dragging the blade across my face
There's blood in my mouth, I'm used to the taste
I've been sitting, waiting for the end of the day
So sick of procrastinating, but it's my only escape
[PreChorus]
I've been shaking my hips, I've been putting on shows
Playing dead in the street, another bump in the road
I loosen my grip on the wheel
I spin out 'cause nothing's real
[Chorus]
This day-to-day, it cuts me up
Nothing I do is ever good enough
No, I'm half the man I was this time last year
And I faked it time and time again
My words are poisoned and deranged
I promised a lot, I know I did
I'm a liar
[Instrumental]
You've been gagging, choking on the stories you're fed
The future's certain, but you leave it unsaid
I spend every Sunday tryna get out of bed
Hating every second of it all, I'm so easily led
[PreChorus]
I've been shaking my hips, I've been putting on shows
Playing dead in the street, another bump in the road
I loosen my grip on the wheel
I spin out 'cause nothing's real
[Chorus]
This day-to-day, it cuts me up
Nothing I do is ever good enough
No, I'm half the man I was this time last year
And I faked it time and time again
My words are poisoned and deranged
I promised a lot, I know I did
I'm a liar
I'm a liar
[Instrumental]
I'm a liar
Written by: Ben Matthias
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