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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Briston Maroney
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Briston Maroney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
John Congleton
Producer
Lyrics
I've been throwing stones at your window
Playin' hard, the wind might blow me through
Blow me through
Talkin' to the friends that I don't have
Why am I surprised, they got no clue
Got no clue
If there is such thing as a heaven
I just pray to God that I get there soon
Devil made a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to talk to you
If you look close, you can tell
Those doin' best ain't doin' well
Puttin' your demons up on the shelf
Only gives them time to themselves
I drop my worries in a wishing well
Never hit the bottom, far as I can tell
Precher's writing prayers, he thinks might sell
Never found peace in holy hell
If there is such thing as a heaven
I just pray to God that I get there soon
Devil makes a call from a payphone stall
Telling me not to see this through
This life's a test, infinite jest
The pain that sits inside my chest
Echoes into emptiness
And I sell my soul for a million dollars
Jesus Christ, my heart's a mess
But ain't that why you love me best?
Screamin' until there's nothing left
This nothingness is nothing less
Than people hangin' in suspense
Sins that they could not confess
No, we can't go on like this
The devil needs his witnesses
My zealous overconfidence
It looked so nice inside my head
Something that I cannot fix
But baby, that's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
That's not mine to give away
Writer(s): John Congleton, Briston Maroney
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