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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
C. B. Hudson
Guitar
Jeremy Furstenfeld
Drums
Justin Furstenfeld
Vocals
Kirk Baxley
Vocals
Matt Noveskey
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Furstenfeld
Songwriter
Patrick Sugg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Castell
Producer
Justin Furstenfeld
Producer
Lyrics
I try to stay on top of you
To hold your body down
Your shaking seems to hinder
Every grasp that I had found
Moving every inch around you
To defuse your private bomb
I stretch myself surrounding
And protecting you from harm
I use a wallet for your mouth
So when you bite you will not bleed
I drilled a wire through my cheek
And let it down and out my sleeve
And now you're pulling out the best of me
Yeah which never ever comes
This wires all that's left of me
And its hooked within my gums
Within my gums...
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
Its proof to show that I bleed for this
And I'd cut myself the shame
To get to know this masochist
Who has stolen my first name
Pretending he's a teacher
Holding all my weight at ease
Yet the teacher seems to split in two
Destroying both his knees
Now crawling I position myself
Below your broken wings
I lift your feathered left arm
Where you hide your heart from me
I never noticed it was swollen
With the touch of brutal pain
I never knew a heart could live inside
The rust from all your rain
All your rain...
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
I didn't think to bring a wash cloth
And rub away the dirt
Myself and I we share
This barely beating heart of hurt
And when the hurt comes there's an argument
A fight to save a smile
A small attack on human tears
To dry them for a while
A dream we all should count on
Yeah a vision I believe
Where confidence is found
Attached to wires on our sleeve
Where loneliness is history
Told to pack his shit and leave
Where guidance is a fortune
Told to help in time of need
And were crying isn't secret
It's the art of how we grieve
And lessons are the key
To every goal I will achieve
I will achieve
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
So drill it, so drill it
So hard
I feel it
Writer(s): Justin Furstenfeld, Patrick Edward Sugg
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