Music Video

Pierce The Veil "Million Dollar Houses (The Painter)"
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Jaime Alberto Preciado
Bass Guitar
Mike Fuentes
Mike Fuentes
Drums
Tony Perry
Tony Perry
Guitar
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Fuentes
Michael Fuentes
Songwriter
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Songwriter
Mike Fuentes
Mike Fuentes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alan Douches
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer
Kyle Black
Kyle Black
Assistant Engineer
Mike Green
Mike Green
Producer
Vanessa Harris
Vanessa Harris
Assistant Engineer
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Victor Vincent Fuentes
Producer
Will McCoy
Will McCoy
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

So what if I was just a painter
Painting houses on the rich blue coast?
Would you ever try to leave me
For somebody who deserves you most?
'Cause, darling, I am just a painter
I'm painting houses for the rich old folks
I'm gonna make a million dollars
'Cause nobody's gonna steal you, no
For diamonds and gold
For diamonds and gold
'Cause I've broken bones for you
And for you only
I make money, but we just can't keep this home
Give me your heart and your hand, and we can run
We can run, we can run, baby, run now
We can run, baby, run
She's like a bullet through an ocean
I still remember how you moved so slow
You tried to kill me with a shotgun
Bang, now, we're even
We don't stop till someone's bleeding
We don't stop till someone's bleeding
I've broken bones for you
And for you only
I make money, but we just can't keep this home
Give me your heart and your hand and we can run
We can run, we can run, baby, run now
We can run, baby, run, baby, you're my hope
Permanently yours
Sometimes, the moon looks brighter than the sun
As times like this run up my wrists
She hates all of the guts and blood
Splash around with me
While we move like flames on burning sheets
And your doctor won't stop callin' me
Her medication
But, baby, no, sometimes things don't work out the way we've planned
To live is just to fall asleep
To die is to awaken (Oh, oh)
Maybe, we're meant to lose the ones we love
But I'll fight for you till then
And if they stole you from me, on my arm
There's a tattoo of your name
I've broken bones for you
And for you only
I make money, but fuck money
We want love
Give me your heart and your hand
And we can run
We can run, we can run, we can run
We can run, we can run, we can run
Written by: Michael Fuentes, Victor Vincent Fuentes
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