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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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DYLYN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gwendolyn Edith Lee Lewis
Gwendolyn Edith Lee Lewis
Composer
Ryan Lee Guldemond
Ryan Lee Guldemond
Composer
Parker Bossley
Parker Bossley
Composer
Max Frazer
Max Frazer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Frazer
Max Frazer
Producer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

They say a stiff upper lip Is the ticket to greatness Paint your face with some make-up and fake it But I look for the light in the darkest of places I'll make it but fuck There's some days I can't take it Kill all the lights The world is overrated anyway And I am done, I'm so done I'm like a wrist along a blade Kill all the lights The world is overrated anyway And I am done, I'm so done I'm like a wrist along a blade I need the right kind of Jesus A divine mother priestess Wanna flush out the demons And beat this but I look for the light in the darkest of places I'll make it but fuck There's some days I can't take it Kill all the lights The world is overrated anyway And I am done, I'm so done I'm like a wrist along a blade Kill all the lights The world is overrated anyway And I am done, I'm so done I'm like a wrist along a blade Don't tell me I feel too much Don't tell me You already said it enough Don't tell me I feel too much Don't tell me You already said it enough I hate the way I get sometimes But stars need black for glory Don't tell me I feel too much Don't tell me You already said it enough Don't tell me I feel too much Don't tell me You already said it enough
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