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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mostyn Lloyd Griffith
Bass
Greta Huang Skagerlind
Guitar
Tristan Hsu
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mostyn Lloyd Griffith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phil Joly
Recording Engineer
Kory Burrell
Producer
Jesse Morvan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Sit up and fix my posture
She yells at me, oh what a bother
Shut up and drink some water
Hell on earth, texas gets hotter again
Slide through, let's laugh and mend
In light of disastrous trends
Collapse now, I flee the scene
I feel it now, I feel the urge to
Clean slate talk but you caught my bluff
When I say drugs, I mean the electric stuff
Good god I look a mess
Might just change up the address
Got tired of telling lies I say as I unwrap
Another white I take
A walk, a walk down avenue
Pursed lips, they say a word or
Too much said than done
That's one way to put it
Step back to
Relieve yourself of all the guilt
You have no fear, your ride is hear
We sit and talk, degenerate
Over all those things, it sure is getting late
Slide through, let's laugh and mend
In light of disastrous trends
Collapse now, I flee the scene
I feel it now, I feel the urge to
Clean slate talk but you caught my bluff
When I say drugs, I mean the electric stuff
Good god I look a mess
Might just change up the address
Got tired of telling lies I say, as I unwrap
Another white I take
A walk, a walk down avenue
Pursed lips, they say a word or
Clean slate talk, but I'm still online
It's been three years and I've got nothing to hide
Good god, you're just the best
What I do I wait for you to bless
Not mired in selling whys, I may perhaps
Find the time to play with what's left
A shade, a feel or two
I didn't care to say what I had
Too many drinks, I think
It beats melatonin, lights gone in a blink
Written by: Mostyn Lloyd Griffith