Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Pierces
The Pierces
Vocals
Christian Langdon
Christian Langdon
Electric Guitar
Josh Nunez
Josh Nunez
Performer
Sir Thomas
Sir Thomas
Performer
Stella Mozgawa
Stella Mozgawa
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cat Pierce
Cat Pierce
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christian Langdon
Christian Langdon
Producer
Chris Claypool
Chris Claypool
Engineer
Dave Schwerkolt
Dave Schwerkolt
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ken Andrews
Ken Andrews
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I can see just who you are You are, you are the missing part The only living boy left in the world What's the city done to you? You're walking down Fifth Avenue You're looking for salvation in a girl If you give what you receive It comes down to what you believe Do you believe you're someone should be loved Life is like a loaded gun Pointed at the lonely ones Will the final bullet be enough? You're the creation, you're the reason You're the rising sun and the colors in my mind You're the changing of the seasons You're the growing old and the passing of the time You live, you learn, you laugh, you cry And you can never get enough You drink, you dance, you fight, you die And maybe you believe in love I believe you want to be You want to be good company But everything you say gets turned around So you decide to be alone You disconnect your telephone And run off to some place you can't be found Everybody needs a friend Who will love you in the end? Can you be somebody that you trust? Change your mind and change your life Find yourself a pretty wife And be a man until you turn to dust You're the creation, you're the reason You're the rising sun and the colors in my mind You're the changing of the seasons You're the growing old and the passing of the time You live, you learn, you laugh, you cry And you can never get enough You drink, you dance, you fight, you die And maybe you believe in love You're the creation, you're the reason You're the rising sun and the colors in my mind You're the changing of the seasons You're the growing old and the passing of the time You live, you learn, you laugh, you cry And you can never get enough You drink, you dance, you fight, you die And maybe you believe in love And maybe you believe in love
Writer(s): Catherine Eleanor Pierce, Allison Margaret Pierce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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