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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jutes
Jutes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Lutes
Jordan Lutes
Lyrics
Keith Sorrells
Keith Sorrells
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Sorrells of the Orphanage
Keith Sorrells of the Orphanage
Producer
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Kooj
Kooj
Recording Engineer
Zach Szydlo
Zach Szydlo
Recording Engineer
Patrick Carpenter
Patrick Carpenter
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

When the black sheep leaves the nest, there’s no coming back
I found the cure to happiness and now my bags are packed
Say goodbye to the boy, the ending has begun
You better not miss your flight, it's aimed right at the sun (Yeah)
And I’ve done lines with the reaper, pistol to my head
And if time's not the healer, then what’s dead is dead
Spending nights in the ether, it's getting lonely on the edge
I’m shedding my skin, forgetting my worth
Lost my innocence and all that we were
Was left on Dilworth
Weeping under willows, beathing in my pillow
My neighbor’s at my window
Self-absorbed depreciation, high on Californication
In the light, dancing naked
I’m shedding my skin, forgetting my worth
Lost my innocence and all that we were
The better it was: the more that it hurts
'Cause all that I loved and all that we were
Was left on Dilworth
Written by: Jordan Lutes, Keith Sorrells
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