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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
late night drive home
Performer
Andre Portillo
Vocals
Juan Vargas
Guitar
Freddy Baca
Bass
Brian Dolan
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
late night drive home
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
late night drive home
Recording Engineer
Sonny DiPerri
Producer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Taylor Carroll
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Cooke
Assistant Recording Engineer
Alex Prieto
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ram Cantú
Assistant Recording Engineer
Natalie Chermitsky
Assistant Recording Engineer
Zach Capitti-Fenton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
In the American church, I wait for you to arrive
To my surprise, I can never find you
Find you
Keep me waiting, I'll keep guessing
There's so much nothing to contemplate
[Verse 2]
I'll stand in the rubble
In the same manners as we were younger
Jump off the rooftop, you'll cough up blood drops
Jump off the rooftop, you'll cough up blood drops
Blood drops
[Chorus]
I jumped right in, the shock sets
Next hits the hard cement
We had to learn the hard way
Life was set in stones we carved
By the cars at the park for Mom
[Chorus]
Now your hair's blonde
And you live with a man that you can't stand
Kind of funny how it works
When we witnessed it firsthand
[Verse 3]
In the American church, I wait for you to arrive
To my surprise, I can never find you
Find you
Keep me waiting, I'll keep guessing
There's so much nothing to contemplate
[Verse 4]
I'll stand in the rubble
In the same manners as we were younger
Jump off the rooftop, you'll cough up blood drops
Jump off the rooftop, you'll cough up blood drops, blood drops
[Bridge]
In the American church, you say we're all cursed
Take my worth, hurt me
In the American church, you'll break out
Bursting through my mind, convert me
[Chorus]
I jumped right in, the shock sets
Next hits the hard cement
We had to learn the hard way
Life was set in stones we carved
By the cars at the park for Mom
[Chorus]
Now your hair's blonde
And you live with a man that you can't stand
Kind of funny how it works
When we witnessed it firsthand
Oh, firsthand
[Bridge]
Remember at six, when we were just kids
And all the hard hits healed as we walked it off?
Instead, Mama was dealing with her alcohol
When all that I would do was sit and enjoy the view
[Chorus]
I jumped right in, the shock sets
Next hits the hard cement
We had to learn the hard way
Life was set in stones we carved
By the cars at the park for Mom
[Chorus]
Now your hair's blonde
And you live with a man that you can't stand
Kind of funny how it works
When we witnessed it firsthand
[Outro]
Firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, first
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand
Firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
Firsthand, firsthand, firsthand
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