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Speeding Cars
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Wilson
Lee Wilson
Bass Guitar
Matthew Veck-Gilodi
Matthew Veck-Gilodi
Guitar
Max Britton
Max Britton
Keyboards
Deaf Havana
Deaf Havana
Performer
Chris Pennells
Chris Pennells
Guitar
James Veck-Gilodi
James Veck-Gilodi
Lead Vocals
Tom Ogden
Tom Ogden
Drums
Chris Wintermeyer
Chris Wintermeyer
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Wilson
Lee Wilson
Composer
Matthew Veck-Gilodi
Matthew Veck-Gilodi
Composer
Chris Pennells
Chris Pennells
Composer
James Veck-Gilodi
James Veck-Gilodi
Composer
Tom Ogden
Tom Ogden
Composer
Matt Britton
Matt Britton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Batiuk
Lee Batiuk
Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Youth
Youth
Producer

Lyrics

I saw death in the bottom of white hill road, Careless try for a suicide note, I turned around and I closed my eyes, But the speeding cars never did collide, Yeah the speeding cars never did collide When did I get so lost inside my head, I'm only 22, but I'm going on dead, So I put my faith in my grandmother's god, Piece by piece just lose all I've got, Yeah piece by piece just lose all I've got It's been a bad few weeks, But I'm still hoping I, Can get back on my feet, I just need a little time, Because my mother told me to loosen up and stop living in my head, It's been a bad few weeks, So I'll just drive myself to sleep instead I think I left my mind somewhere near the line, I stain these walls with the blood from my hands, And I don't sleep since I got home, I fear the night will take me for all that I own Because I view my life through a telescope, That I built from a bottle on a slippery slope, You see I can't dream to save my life, But I'm holding on for a day that I might It's been a bad few weeks, But I'm still hoping I, Can get back on my feet, I just need a little time, Because my mother told me to loosen up and stop living in my head, It's been a bad few weeks, So I'll just drive myself to sleep instead Because I'm overweight, overtired, and sick of trying to find, An answer in these darkened city bars, In the backrooms where we lose our hope, The drinks that turn good men to ghosts, In the end we're all left wondering who we are I saw a death at the bottom of white hill road, A careless try for a suicide note It's been a bad few weeks, But I'm still hoping I, Can get back on my feet, I just need a little time, Because my mother told me to loosen up and stop living in my head, It's been a bad few weeks, So I'll just drive myself to sleep instead I saw a death at the bottom of white hill road, A careless try for a suicide note.
Writer(s): Lee William Wilson, Thomas Ogden, James Veck-gilodi, Christopher Daniel Pennells, Matthew Veck Gilodi, Matt Britton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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