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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryder the Eagle
Ryder the Eagle
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryder the Eagle
Ryder the Eagle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryder the Eagle
Ryder the Eagle
Producer
Noah Georgeson
Noah Georgeson
Mixing Engineer
Philip Shaw Bova
Philip Shaw Bova
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The irony of a ruler
On bended knees
Telling the tragedy of the flowers
That will never be trees
The lady and the sailor
Parting ways on the pier
And God dying of laughter
Knowing the end is near
My fears are growing
My hair is falling
Faster than a ball
Smashing my grandpa's window
Love me while I'm still loveable
My grandpa's in the death house
He won't notice anyways
Go fetch the ball
And fix the window
In case death changes its ways
But it won't
And that's ok
The consistency of a liar
Who will never come clean
The agony of a color
That's dying to be seen
The lady and the sailor
Kissing wild on the pier
While God gets off in his tower
On the 69th tier
My tears are filling
The void of existence
And rushing down the hose
Of my hotel's fiberglass bathtub
Drown me now that I'm vulnerable
My check out is at 10
But I'm gonna cry until midday
Grab a towel and dry my eyes
In case the valet brings a better day
But it's a Motel 6
There's no valet
My symphonies, they once loved me
Now they bite me in the ass
God said the one about the lady
Was cheesy and had way too much brass
My sales went down, my lady left me
Bleeding on the pier
God bragged
Your blood is red and mine is white
I said
That's alright
Written by: Ryder the Eagle
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