Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sun Club
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Schoen
Composer
Devin McCord
Composer
Kory Johnson
Composer
Michael Powers
Composer
Shane McCord
Composer
Lyrics
Our lives aren't so fragile, they are tangible.
My dreams are so real that I can smell them.
Sweet taste of greed.
These people running through your mind,
And nerves are running down your spine.
And you want the touch of skin on mine.
You'll fucking hate it till the end of your life.
There is something in your head,
That you made to touch with.
Writer(s): Michael Powers, Kory Johnson, Shane Mccord, Adam Schoen, Devin Mccord
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