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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Hundred In the Hands
The Hundred In the Hands
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Friedman
Friedman
Composer
Everdell
Everdell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Zane
Chris Zane
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I spit a fierce confusion
Amok, I kick sick with the flies
The demons are all in collusion
The young boys all fires and lies
I'm caught in the quip and commotion
My body a senseless device
Stirred by a faithless devotion
My heart beats the footsteps of mice
I snap back
Only for a moment, and I
Simmer right down
It's you, me
The Lonely Left In Motion and this
Our ghost town
Mostly
I don't seem to slow down
Skulls roll in my wake
I run
I snap back
Only for a moment, and I
Simmer right down
It's you, me
The Lonely Left In Motion and this
Our ghost town
I snap back
Only for a moment, and I
Simmer right down
It's you, me
The Lonely Left In Motion and this
Our ghost town
Written by: Everdell, Friedman
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