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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Arm's Length
Performer
Anton DeLost
Banjo
Allen Steinberg
Lead Vocals
Jeremy Whyte
Electric Bass Guitar
Jeff Whyte
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Steinberg
Songwriter
Jeremy Whyte
Songwriter
Jeff Whyte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton DeLost
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Kirk Jones
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ryan Fitzpatrick
Additional Producer
Lyrics
I yearned to be the first to reach out on your birthday
Oh, what a twisted way of showing you I care
Threatened to show all your new friends our secret handshake
And like Halloween, I'll be here once a year
When you tried to take your life
We're just happy you survived
Confirmed you can't do nothing right
Like you couldn't even die if you tried
You're not mad but I can tell I've disappointed you
The kind of quiet that creates tension in a home
Three hundred people in this town but not one worth driving to
You're the reason for all the crosses by the road
I am all-knowing about you, it's a burden I bear
I think my brain would be empty if not for the cell we share
I fixate on shit you forgot
Like a hard drive of your half-baked thoughts
When you tried to take your life
You felt ashamed that you survived
Thought if there was one thing you'd do right
It'd be the best Irish goodbye
Man, I'm missing you to death
But it hasn't come to that
You can ominously end
But not yet, not yet
Not yet, not yet
You're dead set on leaving the world
The same way you had found
I'll crane my neck
Looking up to somebody in the ground
I was born to stay right here
And you can't stay in one spot
I don't move so you can reference
How far you have gone
Look back until I'm lost
Until you've finally forgot
If you were always notified when you were in the dreams I've dreamt
I think you'd be the one ignoring all my calls
I've known you long enough to know when you are playing dead
When I check in, it's like I'm feeling for a pulse
Writer(s): Allen Steinberg, Jeff Whyte, Jeremy Whyte
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