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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derek Grant
Derek Grant
Drums
Matt Skiba
Matt Skiba
Vocals
Jamie Blake
Jamie Blake
Additional Vocals
Curtis Mathewson
Curtis Mathewson
Keyboards
Daniel Andriano
Daniel Andriano
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derek Grant
Derek Grant
Songwriter
Matt Skiba
Matt Skiba
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Alekel
Andrew Alekel
Recording Engineer
Cameron Webb
Cameron Webb
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sunrise to sunset
Surprise and regret
Sometimes I get
Inside of your head
[PreChorus]
I got the aches and the pains and the poison in the veins, so come on
I got the hurries and the worries and the good times won't last long
I got the shakes and the quakes and the world in my wake
So I think, I sweat, I pretend to sleep
And I'm waiting to break like
A teenage heart in America
[Instrumental]
Daybreak to nightfall
I wake when you call
One day we all
Will watch the curtain fall
[PreChorus]
I got the aches and the pains and the poison in the veins, so come on
I got the hurries and the worries and the good times won't last long
I got the shakes and the quakes and the world in my wake
So I think, I sweat, I pretend to sleep
And I'm waiting to break like
A teenage heart
[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas is an AR-15
My stocking stuffed with fentanyl
Drop like a fly at the ripe age of sixteen
Wishing I had a friend to call
[Verse 2]
Walk straight to shameful
These lines are painful
More black to hold in these eyes
Undone like neckties
[PreChorus]
I got the aches and the pains and the poison in the veins, come on
I got the ills and the chills and my appetite ain't gonna last long
I got the shakes and the quakes and the world in my wake
So I think, I sweat and I pretend to sleep
And I'm waiting to break like
Like a teenage heart
[Chorus]
All I want for Christmas is an AR-15
My stocking stuffed with fentanyl
Drop like a fly at the ripe age of sixteen
Wishing I had a friend to call
[Outro]
I got the aches and the pains and the poison in the veins, come on
I got the ills and the chills and my good times won't last long
I got the shakes and the quakes and the world in my wake
So I think, I sweat, I pretend to sleep
And I'm waiting to break like
Like a teenage heart in America
Written by: Daniel Andriano, Derek Grant, Matt Skiba
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