Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
THE BAND FEEL
Performer
Paul Moak
Percussion
Tyler Armstrong
Guitar
Garrett Barcus
Vocals
Timothy Steinwart
Drums
Kadin Rea
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Armstrong
Lyrics
Garrett Barcus
Songwriter
Timothy Steinwart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
THE BAND FEEL
Producer
Paul Moak
Producer
Zack Zinck
Engineer
Brendan Hapgood
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sam Hayes
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sam Moses
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I said
"All perverted persons seem to do what you do"
Well
Yeah they say that the time ain't mine
And I can't do the things I choose
So you rock me with ya roller cane
Turn me to silt and wash off your hands
I've got a certain
I've got a thing in mind for you
Free your mind and
Free your mind babe
Free your mind yeah
Free your mind
No ifs-ands about it
I don't need no mournin' touch
You can raise your handsbut all I'll say is
'Babe you've had enough'
Lord I've cried now
But you're so damn overused
All this time I sit here with nothin' about
Every little scrape in my mind
Just up and leaves somehow
So you rock me with your roller cane
Then you turn me to silt and wash off your hands
No ifs-ands about it
I don't need no mournin' touch
You can raise your hands but all I'll say is
'Babe you've had enough'
Lord I've cry now, well
But you're so damn overused
And I've tried now, babe
But your so damn overused
No ifs-ands about it
I don't need no mournin' touch
You can raise your hands, but all I'll say is
'Babe you've had enough'
Lord I cried now, hell
But you're so damn overused
And I've tried now, babe
But you're so damn overused
Live on, Give on, Shine on
Written by: Garrett Barcus, Timothy Steinwart, Tyler Armstrong