Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shutups
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hadley Davis
Songwriter
Mia Wood
Songwriter
Lyrics
Welcome to hell, caught in the eye
How long can you hold your breath? Ignore a text?
Someday you'll leave packed in a van
Behind your history, recycling trash
Too fast for love, a fire in the house
You've shed so many skins, chameleon
The same sour taste in everybody's mouth
Inside a sack of knives, there lies a prize
Roll the credits, defend what's precious
Laugh as I sleep dreaming of you
What once evaded me now paves the street
Jet fuel perfume rain from above
The time it takes to drive along the 5
Lend your sweater
This cold December moonlight, so magnified
Earnest as you utter
In a sack of knives, I've rediscovered love
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
I can't eat nearly as much as I want to vomit
Fall hard down, bad all star
Calm like the storm, from beauty comes chaos reborn
Teleport from train wreck to car wreck
Survival's in art form
(Boy, I'm) dressed for the weekend
Putting on a show, queen of the rodeo
Nevermind this brief burst of gusto
Confetti explosion
Clear my busy horizon
Fake my death from an island
Where you go, when it all ends
(Hell, I'm) back for the weekend
Keep it on the low, high for the journey home
Memorize my way back from heaven if God is a no-show
Writer(s): Hadley Davis, Mia Wood
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