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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mayday Parade
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brooks Betts
Songwriter
Christopher Jake Bundrick
Composer
Alexander Antonio Garcia
Songwriter
Jason Alan Lancaster
Songwriter
Jeremy Stephen Lenzo
Songwriter
Derek Michael Sanders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zack Odom
Producer
Kenneth Mount
Producer
Lyrics
Close up, camera one
The hero sings in this scene
The boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married
But stop the tape
The sunset still looks fake to me
The hero looks like he can't breathe
The damsel just left everything
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, yeah)
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, whoa)
Oh, close up, camera two
'Cause the hero dies in this scene
Your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything
And flashback on the girl
As we montage every memory
And we bleed out in the bathroom sink
Then we fade out as the soundtrack sings
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, yeah)
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, whoa)
She said, "Get your hands off of my star
It's not your part, but all your fault"
And this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic
"Get your hands off of my star
It's not your part, but all your fault"
And this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic
And this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic
Oh, this jealous actress has a habit
Of making things sound way too tragic
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
You're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, whoa)
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh my God)
You're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks
And you're gonna burn the city down right now
(Whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, whoa)
And this jealous actress has a habit
Whoa, oh, whoa
Writer(s): Alexander Garcia, Jason Alan Lancaster, Christopher Jacob Bundrick, Derek Michael Sanders, Jeremy Lenzo, Brooks Betts
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