Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alexisonfire
Alexisonfire
Performer
Jesse Ingelevics
Jesse Ingelevics
Drums
Wade Macneil
Wade Macneil
Electric Guitar
Chris Steele
Chris Steele
Bass Guitar
Dallas Green
Dallas Green
Vocals
George Pettit
George Pettit
Lead Vocals
Jordan Hastings
Jordan Hastings
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Ingelevics
Jesse Ingelevics
Songwriter
Wade Macneil
Wade Macneil
Songwriter
Dallas Green
Dallas Green
Songwriter
Chris Steele
Chris Steele
Songwriter
George Pettit
George Pettit
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Schell
Justin Schell
Producer
Brett Zilahi
Brett Zilahi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

St. Catherine Psychiatric Help Line, this is Nancy I'm sure this is all gonna sound really ridiculous And uh I don't exactly expect anyone to believe all this Uh... for the last little while I've been keeping correspondence with my sanity, and uhh I really get the feeling that I'm starting to lose interest in the letter-writing process The pieces of the letters Just get progressively shorter and shorter Until it's not even a reply I uhh. the whole thing makes me really nervous I just wish I could show you what a huge problem this is As life hangs beside me I gather all that I can You were never one for confrontation But now, it lies all in your hands I kind of have this Really terrible habit of asking myself all these stupid questions, right? Like what if uhh What if there's a spot on my body that I can touch to keep my heart from beating? Or like what if, what if there's this uhh Stray bullet out there that's gonna come through my window and take me out? Like what if uhh What if there's this huge unstoppable comet That's just gonna like, destroy the Earth and all of us? Like what. what if that's happening right now? How can I avoid all these questions if I don't have that? Like, who is gonna be here? Why. who is gonna be there. in the hospital? Who is gonna tell me that all this is bullshit. it's a dream? Just a dream This is not a joke And uhh. I'll never sleep Who will be There to tell Me how stupid I am? Who will be There to tell Me how stupid I am? Who will be There to tell Me how stupid I am? Who will be There to tell Me how stupid I am? Who will keep me from lashing out? Lashing out Anxiety chokes me like razor wire Razor wire Who will keep me from lashing out? Lashing out Anxiety chokes me like razor wire Razor wire Now it's all in your hands, in your hands Now it's all in your hands, in your hands Now it's all in your hands, in your hands Now it's all in your hands, in your hands Anxiety Chokes me like Razor wire Anxiety Chokes me like Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire Razor wire
Writer(s): Dallas Green, Chris Steele, George Pettit, Wade Macneil, Jesse Ingelevics Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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