Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justin Raisen
Guitar
Amalie Bruun
Piano
Brian Harding
Vocals
Ex Cops
Performer
Jason Roberts
Guitar
Joe Zizzo
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Raisen
Songwriter
Amalie Bruun
Songwriter
Guy Benny
Composer
Brian Harding
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Raisen
Producer
Billy Corgan
Executive Producer
Dave Schiffman
Mixing Engineer
Jerry James
Producer
Shags Chamberlain
Producer
Nick Rowe
Editing Engineer
Dan Viafore
Editing Engineer
Samur Khouja
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Gentry Struder
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Here we are, still stuck in a crowd
With illusions, heart full of doubt
You fall in time
No windows, a casino
You bleed on me
This dress is so expensive
[Verse 2]
If you go into the city
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Naked hearts and imitation
Take your picture, congratulations
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
[Verse 3]
I was on the dark side of your dream
With an empty stomach, your favorite scene
But you can't afford me
[Verse 4]
Take a sad song, you're making it worse
Your publicized tragic life could never be cursed
You try to die
But you're faking, you're not aching
Come see about me
And my best friends, it'll be your end
[Verse 5]
If you go into the city
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Naked hearts and imitation
Take your picture, congratulations
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
[Verse 6]
I was on the dark side of your dream
With an empty stomach, your favorite scene
[Verse 7]
If you go into the city
Dry your eyes, your thighs are pretty
Naked hearts and imitation
Take your picture, congratulations
[Verse 8]
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Black soap, black soap
Stay so clean, but you're obscene
Written by: Amalie Bruun, Brian Harding, Guy Benny, Justin Raisen