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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Caleb Giles
Caleb Giles
Rap
Jon Nellen
Jon Nellen
Drums
Jack Nolan
Jack Nolan
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Giles
Caleb Giles
Songwriter
Jon Nellen
Jon Nellen
Songwriter
Jack Nolan
Jack Nolan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Caleb Giles
Caleb Giles
Producer
Jon Nellen
Jon Nellen
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Thousand deaths in the grave
Yeah that's where I left it
Put me a message in the bottle
When my shit was wrecking
Wondering who collected
Nobody intercepted
Me, but a thousand dreams
On my pillow resting
Sun, moon and the stars show me my reflection
And my **** back at home show me my direction
Best man, separate from the rest dem
Love lost to the world where the rest went
Die once, come alive to the next trick
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Shout out Radamiz, ****. Yeah
Count it up, thousand one deaths
Lead the league in them upsets
Had rings to come get
Shallow grave what I sprang from, lil less
But the dust what I'm made from, wasn't pressed
Thousand years to the day, boy, I need a rest
Gave my heart away, and every day I seen it less
Came in with a check and left my ticket on the shelf
Big homies been told me, but it wasn't felt
Headstrong, bald fade, hotel hallways
Chasing pussy through the door, it's a long stay
Give a little, get some more, goes a long way
Take control of what I gave up
I couldn't tell if it's all fake
If it was all love, well then it's all late
Shit, I was all gone
You was palm face
I had to call home
It's been a long wait
Yeah, yeah, and I don't know why
You talk to me that way
Tiptoe lines between love and hate
Gave me cries, I just gave you grace
Die a coward in this life there's a long line
Too many doors only open up on one side
Too many scores gotta settle 'fore we unwind
No more lost days, no more lost time
And if we part ways, just a lost rhyme
Every song that we built was a home, and it's gone now
Memories that I avoid now
Different bitches every night in my phone now
Live alone now
On my face 4am when it's cold out
I'm in the LORD'S house, I get endorsed now
Every song that I write like a Morse file
Crackin' codes now, I wouldn't know how
Spirit open, and I don't mind
I ain't got no mind
I had to navigate the roadside
Had to calibrate it hold on
A ghetto boy made a whole don
Yeah, yeah, and I don't know why
You talk to me that way
Tiptoe lines between love and hate
Gave me cries, I just gave you grace
Y cuan felices seríamos juntos
Seríamos tan felices juntos
Tan tan tan felices juntos, juntos
Seríamos seríamos tan felices juntos
Pero al final somos todas
Por qui las ludas en el mar
El mundo en el mar
Y que tristeza que tristeza
Seríamos tan felices juntos
Written by: Caleb Giles, Jack Nolan, Jon Nellen
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