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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackie Miclau
Keyboards
Matthew Ryan Quinn
Guitar
Michael Byrnes
Bass
Sam Cooper
Guitar
Sotiris Eliopoulos
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Ryan Quinn
Songwriter
Sam Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Gilbert
Producer
Joe Lambert
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red cardinals in the white snow
They got too high, to fly home, for the winter
And I had a roommate once, he got so high
He couldn't go out at night, so he found love on the internet
And it's freezing in Pennsylvania
And the rest of the birds are in Turks and Caicos
And it reads like a Truth commercial
But we feel bad so we get stoned and do snow angels
[Verse 2]
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
[Verse 3]
So we bought a broke down bus and painted it green
And we danced in the parking lot under the shadow of 95
And all of my favorite people
They don't march to the beat of your drum
And they just keep on keeping on
And whatever you're supposed to be
Whatever that's supposed to mean
[Verse 4]
I just wanted you to know
That you don't have to come clean to me
Yeah, everything's exact
Everything's exactly where it needs to be
[Verse 5]
I just wanted you to know
That you don't have to come clean to me
Yeah, everything's exact
Everything's exact
Everything's exactly where it needs to be
[Verse 6]
Wolves are circling, black ties suit them
The wolves start circling, black ties suit them
So we light one up, 'cause it's in our blood
It's in our blood
The wolves start circling, black ties suit them
Wolves start circling, black ties suit them
Wolves start circling, black ties suit them
Look, and they're not like us
Written by: Mt. Joy