Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DollsHead
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Graham Edwards
Composer
Charlie Midnight
Composer
Nick Trevisick
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Graham Edwards
Producer
Sierra Swan
Producer
Charlie Midnight
Producer
Joel Soyffer
Producer
Nick Trevisick
Producer
Lyrics
I'm gettin' down on a dead man's soul
I'm gettin' up for another hit
You should've told me you didn't give a shit
You didn't pay the utilities
You didn't leave me the red guitar
And all my laundry is piled up in your car
Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole
I'd rather live in a little box
Than be the queen of the Amazon
And eat peyote until my mind is gone
Look out below you
There's nothing at all, just
A hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
And then you're fallin'
And then you're slippin'
And then you're drippin'
Through a hole in the world
There's a hole in the world
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're crawlin'
There's a hole in the world
And then you're fallin'
Through a hole in the world
The proverbial hole, the perennial hole
Just a hole in the world
And then you're trippin'
Writer(s): Charlie Midnight, Graham Edwards, Nick Trevisick
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