Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
LAWN CHAIR
Performer
Eric Haupt
Electric Guitar
Claudia Hildegard Schlutius Clarke
Lead Vocals
Max Meyer
Electric Guitar
Philip Johann Schilz
Drums
Michael Haupt
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Claudia Schlutius
Songwriter
Eric Haupt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
O.L.A.F. Opal
Producer
Lyrics
When you grow older things become senseless
That were so crucial to you at one time
There's some relief when thoughts fade for new ones
And you realize life can be alright
A part of me thirsts for the rush and excitement
Of seeing things for the very first time
Another seeks comfort in the indifference
Always feared excruciating highs
You're a war machine
A war machine
Love me till I'm clean
Of sin
You were a stubborn hard working man once
Now you catch your breath every few steps
You've loved and hurt the ones closest to you
I'll savor the few moments we have left
You're up on a plinth of your own making
still but there's restlessness in your eyes
Not one to look back or to take the high road
Alone is when you feel alive
Nostalgia becomes more intoxicating
Until it is all that you still have left
I grieve the loss of the world you were part of
Picking up the pieces set adrift
You're a war machine
A war machine
Love me till I'm clean
Of sin
Written by: Claudia Schlutius, Eric Haupt