Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
House of Protection
House of Protection
Vocals
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Drums
Sam Carter
Sam Carter
Vocals
Adam Christianson
Adam Christianson
Guitar
Alex Ali Dean
Alex Ali Dean
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
House of Protection
House of Protection
Songwriter
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Composer
Dan Searle
Dan Searle
Composer
Sam Carter
Sam Carter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Fish
Jordan Fish
Producer
Zakk Cervini
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
Julian Gargiulo
Julian Gargiulo
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Clancy
Chris Clancy
Guitar Technician
Pete Miles
Pete Miles
Bass Technician
Adam Getgood
Adam Getgood
Drum Technician

Lyrics

[Intro]
Brain dead
[Verse 1]
I've been finding bliss in the apocalypse
Guess I'll be vomiting till I get my fix
Fuck all this, I oughta call it quits
Doctor, doctor, this is so traumatic!
[PreChorus]
You'll never be an astronaut
You'll never lay your hands on the treasure
You're nothing but an afterthought
The sooner you get it the better
[Chorus]
Higher than a kite, yeah, I'm lighter than a feather (Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away)
Wired every night, then I steal it from another day (There's been a robbery)
Tired of the fight, but I'm hyper from the terror (Stay away, stay away, no apologies)
Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead
[Verse 2]
We can nail ourselves onto a crucifix
We'll all go on and on 'cause we're hypocrites
Ain't it bliss living in ego trips?
Jesus Christ, I must be symptomatic
[PreChorus]
There's nobody that can't be bought
Can anybody handle the pressure?
Like living on a life support
But worried to death 'bout the weather
[Chorus]
Higher than a kite, yeah, I'm lighter than a feather (Stay away, stay away, stay the fuck away)
Wired every night, then I steal it from another day (There's been a robbery)
Tired of the fight, but I'm hyper from the terror (Stay away, stay away, no more prophecies)
Bury those heads and we can all be brain dead
[Outro]
We are the sons and daughters
Drowning ourselves under the shallow waters
Taking the lambs to slaughter
We won't be happy till we're drawn and quartered
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And now we're dancing to the death throes
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Written by: Dan Searle, House of Protection, Jordan Fish, Sam Carter
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