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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hot Milk
Hot Milk
Performer
James Shaw
James Shaw
Guitar
Harry Fausing Smith
Harry Fausing Smith
Strings
Hannah Mee
Hannah Mee
Vocals
Zakk Cervini
Zakk Cervini
Percussion
Harry Deller
Harry Deller
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Shaw
James Shaw
Composer
Hannah Mee
Hannah Mee
Composer
Erik Ron
Erik Ron
Composer
Curtis Peoples
Curtis Peoples
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Fausing Smith
Harry Fausing Smith
Recording Engineer
Philip Strand
Philip Strand
Mixing Engineer
Jim Pinder
Jim Pinder
Recording Engineer
Grant Berry
Grant Berry
Mastering Engineer
James Shaw
James Shaw
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You're the Jesus of nowhere
Mistaken grandeur
A fuckin' twat that stabbed my back and screwed me over
Do us a favour and disappear
You think you walk on water but it's piss all over your shoes
See you next tuesday, I'm on a rampage
A hungry hypocrite that played me like a board game
Liar, liar, you're on fire, roll you up and make me higher
I'm broken, blue and bruised coz I'm waking from the nightmares of you
(You know how the story goes, true colours they always show)
[Chorus]
Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
[Verse 2]
What a cheapskate using your mates
Does acting like a fake not hurt
Your conscience like a toothache
I guess you don't care, a living nightmare
You think in Piccadilly's gutter, you'll find fountains of youth?
Unholy, you're problematic, all this shit, so operatic
Oh no, this might be overdramatic but I think that I've had it
So it's time to go manic coz you
[Chorus]
Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of my misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body!
[Bridge]
You're the messiah of lies!
Read from the bible of the anti-christ!
Dead-dead, dead-dead, dead-dead
I know you're better off
Dead-dead, dead-dead, dead-dead
I know you're better off dead
[Chorus]
Always said that you'd die for me
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Drag me out of your misery
But I won't lose sleep over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Dead, dead! Dead, dead!
Over your dead body
Written by: Curtis Peoples, Erik Ron, Hannah Mee, James Shaw
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