Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emma Welch
Bass
Aaron Laroche
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alli Walls
Songwriter
Char Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Teddy O'Mara
Producer
Lyrics
The damage done by a white ambitious man
Body laundering and a cyclops girlfriend
So you think you got a big dick
What a joke
Fortune teller and a psycho
Pharmaceutical junky salesman
Pet zombies on the street a with a fake tan
Was it fish am I sick
Fuck this headache
This stuff hits so I'm blitzed
Just like a psycho
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't try and deny
Red eyes and I feel fine
The damage done by a white ambitious man
Body laundering and a Cyclops girlfriend
So you think you got a big dick
What a joke
Fortune teller and a psycho
Pharmaceutical junkie salesman
Pet zombies on the street a with a fake tan
Was it fish am I sick
Fuck this headache
This stuff hits so I'm blitzed
Just like a psycho
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't try and deny
Red eyes and I feel fine
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't tell me why
Why dance alone tonight
Don't try and deny
Red eyes and I feel fine
Written by: Alli Walls, Char Smith