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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Vices
The Vices
Lead Vocals
Charlie Andrew
Charlie Andrew
Performer
Floris van Luijtelaar
Floris van Luijtelaar
Lead Vocals
Jonathan Kruizenga
Jonathan Kruizenga
Electric Guitar
Simon Bleeker
Simon Bleeker
Bass Guitar
Mathijs Louwsma
Mathijs Louwsma
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Floris van Luijtelaar
Floris van Luijtelaar
Songwriter
Jonathan Kruizenga
Jonathan Kruizenga
Songwriter
Simon Bleeker
Simon Bleeker
Songwriter
Mathijs Louwsma
Mathijs Louwsma
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Vices
The Vices
Producer
Charlie Andrew
Charlie Andrew
Producer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Matthew Glasbey
Matthew Glasbey
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Here’s to all my favorite officers
I’ll tell you what I know
You tried to pick the rumors
But the rumors wouldn’t show
Now all that’s left to state is that
I always pick a fight with the wrong one’s
And all I tried to say is what’s on everybody’s mind
Oh yes I come from far away
And always pick a fight with the wrong one’s
You always pick the wrong one’s
Who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their own door
Who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their
I’ll try to take your notes
I’ll try to do my best
Your blood is boiling fast
It left me wondering why’s that?
You ask how am I right?
I clearly wasn’t wrong
Cause no one sees reflection when they’re staring at the sun
And all I tried to say is what’s on everybody’s mind
Oh yes I come from far away
And always pick a fight with the wrong one’s
You always pick the wrong one’s
Oh and who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their own door
Who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their
All I
Ever, ever wanted was to rest
My mind
Please don’t make me think I’ll do my
Time, time, time
Everything I could to let it go
I tried
Staring at the walls I kinda lost
My mind
Breathing now I’ve never seen the world
Clear eyed
Please don’t make me think I’ll do my
Time, time, time
Everything I could to let it go
I tried
Don’t make me get the door
And all I tried to say is what’s on everybody’s mind
Oh yes I come from far away
And always pick a fight with the wrong one’s
I always pick the wrong ones
Who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their own door
Who’s to say that I can’t change
Who’s to say that I can’t stay
Talk goes round and round
They should be knocking on their own door
Written by: Floris van Luijtelaar, Jonathan Kruizenga, Mathijs Louwsma, Simon Bleeker
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