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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bass Drum of Death
Bass Drum of Death
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Barrett
John Barrett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
30Heavy
30Heavy
Producer

Lyrics

All the birds seem to know my game Child of the night but I've stayed the same I'm in a trap working all for free Fated you dissolve that remains to be seen I wanna ride straight through the sun Wax burn away don't care 'bout what we've done I watch it fade black and turn into the day Because I'm third coast dreaming and I really believe it's in my way When did nighttime get so tame? Got a bag of jumbos but it wasn't the same Walkin' towards the heat but I quickly forget Cause I'm sitting in the hills and I'm soakin wet And I know I wanna ride straight through the sun Wax burn away don't care 'bout what we've done I watch it fade black and turn into the day Because I'm third coast dreaming and I really believe it's in my way And I really believe it's in my way And I really believe it's in my way I'm with my baby but I soon get left Union pools always been a mean market Everyone trashed, you don't have their cake Ridin' Ridin' round but it's still fake I wanna ride straight through the sun Wax burn away don't care 'bout what we've done I watch it fade black and turn into the day Because I'm third coast dreaming and I really believe it's in my way And I really believe it's in my way
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