Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Counting Crows
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Duritz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dennis Herring
Producer
David Lowery
Producer
Richard Hasal
Recording Engineer
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer
Ok Hee Kim
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm gonna get out on the road tonight
'Cause I got a hollow in my head
I'm just checking it up, baby, one more time for you
Checking it up until the pile hits the sky
It's like I think I'm sick of cocaine
But I got a feeling like it's running in my veins
Just checking it up, baby, one more time for you
Checking it up until the pile hits the sky
Well, even the best years leave a lot to be desired
And then they pass you by
All these seasons, all this time
Spinning past 'til they leave you far behind
Lay me down in the circle where the spotlight shines
'Cause all this pleasure gets me high
Some people will cut you 'til you're bleeding
But not me, because I just wanna do it to myself
I'm just checking it up, baby, one more time for you
Checking it up until the pile hits the sky
Well, even the best years are a waste of time
But, baby, I'm a big star now
Oh-oh, all these seasons, all this time
Spinning past 'til they leave you far behind
Lay me down in the circle where the spotlight shines
'Cause all this pleasure gets me high
All these seasons, all this time
Spinning past 'til they leave you far behind
Lay me down in the circle where the spotlight shines
Turn the back on the people who draw the lines
Put your faith in the answers that you can find
Hit the ground hard running down that highway line
Say a prayer for the ones you have left behind
'Cause all this pleasure gets them high
Writer(s): Adam Frederic Duritz, Matthew Mark Malley
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