Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Gadd
Bass Guitar
Ryan Rabin
Drums
Andrew Wessen
Guitar
Christian Zucconi
Vocals
Hannah Hooper
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Wessen
Songwriter
Christian Zucconi
Songwriter
Hannah Hooper
Songwriter
Ryan Rabin
Songwriter
Sean Gadd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GROUPLOVE
Recording Engineer
Ryan Rabin
Producer
Jason Donaghy
Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah left my body in a sea of people, and that's just how I leave it
Yeah I met somebody in a sea of people, and that's just what I believe in
Yeah we're laughing like a wednesday night
We ran across the interstate
And drank a bottle of vinegar
And then we stayed up really late
Bring me down, break me down, in the hot hot desert, this is where I want to be
Break me down, break me down, in the hot, hot desert, this is where I want to be
And I am, what I am, a natural disaster
Pick me up at three, send me off to sea, and maybe I'll come back for ya
Gee I lost my clothes I'm skinny dipping
And I can't understand what I'm after
So as we lay upon this ground, I swear you look like Lucifer
But green is blue, and so are you, and now we've gone to Jupiter
Break it down (what? oh shit)
Bring me down, break it down, in the hot hot desert, this is where I want to be
Break me down, break it down, in the hot, hot desert, this is where I want to be
And I am, what I am, a natural disaster
Pick me up at three, send me off to sea, and maybe I'll come back for ya
Gee I lost my clothes I'm skinny dipping
And I can't understand what I'm after
Swim, swim, swim, in your swimming pool, the sky is blue, the trees are too
Swim, swim, swim, from green to red, go to bed, you sleepy head
Swim, swim, swim, in your swimming pool, like swimmers do, I'll call on youuuu
Yeah I met somebody in a sea of people, and that's just how I leave it
Yeah I left my body in a sea of people, and that's just what I believe in
That's just what I believe in
Oh that's just what I believe in
And I am, what I am, a natural disaster
Pick me up at three, send me off to sea, and maybe I'll come back for ya
Gee I lost my clothes I'm skinny dipping
And I can't understand what I'm after
Swim, swim, swim
Writer(s): Hannah Hooper, Andrew Wessen, Christian Zucconi, Ryan Rabin, Sean Gadd
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