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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa Origliasso
Performer
Jessica Origliasso
Performer
Scot Stewart
Guitar
Connor Daniel
Guitar
Dan Trapp
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessica Origliasso
Songwriter
Lisa Origliasso
Songwriter
John Feldmann
Songwriter
Travis Barker
Songwriter
Sierra Deaton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Feldmann
Producer
Ryan Linvill
Co-Producer
Scot Stewart
Mixing Engineer
Connor Daniel
Recording Engineer
Dan Trapp
Recording Engineer
Dylan McLean
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Can't take champagne to the grave
We all end up six feet under anyways
It doesn't matter who you were before
'Cause no one's actually keeping score
[PreChorus]
So why is everyone pretending
That it matters what you're spending
What you look like
What you say
When at the end of the day
[Chorus]
No one makes it out alive
There's no point in your pretty lies so
Fuck designer, start a riot
Perfect's going outta style
[Verse 2]
I was never like them
Sick of hitting my head on that glass ceiling
Falling in line can be fatal
I'd rather be a fucking mess than stable
[PreChorus]
Why is everyone pretending
That it matters what you're wearing
Who you talk to
Who you date
When at the end of the day
[Chorus]
No one makes it out alive
There's no point in your pretty lies so
Fuck designer, start a riot
Perfect's going outta style
[Bridge]
I don't need no glitter dreams
I'm okay with crooked teeth
All I need is just to feel like me
I don't need no glitter dreams
I'm okay with crooked teeth
All I need is just to feel like me
[Chorus]
No one makes it out alive
There's no point in your pretty lies so
Fuck designer, start a riot
Perfect's going outta style
No one makes it out alive
There's no point in your pretty lies so
Fuck designer, start a riot
Perfect's going outta style
Written by: Jessica Origliasso, John Feldmann, Lisa Origliasso, Sierra Deaton, Travis Barker