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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Todd
Guitar
Jordan Cardy
Vocals
Liam Haygarth
Bass
Noah Booth
Drums
Tim Armstrong
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Todd
Songwriter
John King
Songwriter
Jordan Cardy
Songwriter
Liam Haygarth
Songwriter
Noah Booth
Songwriter
Tim Armstrong
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RAT BOY
Producer
Tim Armstrong
Producer
John Morrical
Engineer
Kevin Bivona
Mixing Engineer
Paris Minzer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
A-whoa-oh
A-whoa-oh
A-whoa-oh
A-whoa...
10 O'clock sharp just like no other
Comin' out of bed in the tent so cannot suffer
I'm out-numbered, I know my days are numbered
Walkin' these streets in the only clothes I own
Never thought that friend there always hangin' with me
She will not miss that, I meant too much to me
Close my eye, the joy they vie from their disapproval
I am what I am and I'll always be a fuckin' loser
No fiends with the change from the get-go
So if I let go, they'll find me down in Mexico
A-whoa-oh
A-whoa-oh
A-whoa...
I'm a flock, that friend there always hangin' with me
She will not miss that, I meant too much to me
Suffer alone, I'm gettin' used to it
No-one will miss me when I'm gone
Suffer alone, I'm gettin' used to it
No-one will miss me when I'm gone
I'm a flock, that friend there always hangin' with me
She will not miss that, I meant too much to me
I'm a flock, that friend there always hangin' with me
She will not miss that, I meant too much to me
Writer(s): John Robert King, Timothy Armstrong, Jordan Cardy, Liam Haygarth, Harry Todd, Noah Booth
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