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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Revivalists
The Revivalists
Performer
Zack Feinberg
Zack Feinberg
Guitar
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Pedal Steel Guitar
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Drums
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Keyboards
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Bass Guitar
David William Shaw
David William Shaw
Vocals
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Songwriter
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Songwriter
Zachary Feinberg
Zachary Feinberg
Songwriter
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Songwriter
David Shaw
David Shaw
Songwriter
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Songwriter
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zack Feinberg
Zack Feinberg
Producer
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Producer
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Producer
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Producer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Producer
David William Shaw
David William Shaw
Producer
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Producer

Lyrics

She said she wanna tell me everything all night long
She said she wanna get her name into a song
So we go dancing in the daylight and everything is good right now
I can hold my pain in and we can have our love for a while
But you better stop and save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
She said she wanna get up into my biz for a day
And I could have her I could keep her but I can’t make it rain
So I’m listening to the rain drum listening to the silent sound, yeah
While I’m hearing everybody else screaming out loud
Boy you better stop, save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
You could have anyone else
Stop, save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
Ooh, you better save yourself
(Oooh)
(Oooh)
Yeah I’m sleeping with a snake tonight
And nowadays what’s wrong feels right
I was a bastard of the worse kind
I looked you in the eyes still told you a lie
Drinking cheap champagne, no I can’t complain
Pushed into the lights these are the pressures of fame
And it’s still all good there’s only one thing wrong
You know what it is and I told you
Well I’m a monster
I’m turning into a monster
And I don’t want to be a monster anymore, no
I’ve got to leave you alone
But I can’t leave you alone
(Oooh)
(Oooh)
(Oooh)
(Oooh)
(Oooh)
Written by: Andrew Stephen Campanelli, David William Shaw, Edward George Williams, George M Gekas, Michael Girardot, Robert Ingraham, Zachary Feinberg
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