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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Midtown
Midtown
Performer
Heath Saraceno
Heath Saraceno
Keyboards
Tyler Rann
Tyler Rann
Background Vocals
Gabe Saporta
Gabe Saporta
Lead Vocals
Rob Hitt
Rob Hitt
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hot Rod Circuit
Hot Rod Circuit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Heath Saraceno
Heath Saraceno
Producer
Brett Romnes
Brett Romnes
Producer
Rob Chiarappa
Rob Chiarappa
Assistant Engineer
Matias Rengel
Matias Rengel
Vocal Producer
Mike Pepe
Mike Pepe
Mixing Engineer
Will Borza
Will Borza
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Smoke it down
Until you smell the flesh burning from your finger tips
You're knuckles are white
From beating on the walls at night
Cast your worries to the side
Focus only when you get the time
Gonna lose your mind
It happens all the time
Maybe I can tell you
To keep your head up and follow through
Good things will come to you
I could worry myself to death about you
Hope you get there safely
  
Smoke it down
Until you smell the flesh burning from your finger tips
You're knuckles are white
From beating on the walls at night
Cast your worries to the side
Focus only when you get the time
Gonna lose your mind
It happens all the time
Maybe I can tell you
To keep your head up and follow through
Good things will come to you
I could worry myself to death about you
Hope you get there safely
Written by: Hot Rod Circuit

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