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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Mess
Jon Mess
Screams
Martin Bianchini
Martin Bianchini
Guitar
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Drums
Tilian Pearson
Tilian Pearson
Vocals
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Bass Guitar
Will Swan
Will Swan
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tilian Pearson
Tilian Pearson
Songwriter
Will Swan
Will Swan
Songwriter
Tim Feerick
Tim Feerick
Songwriter
Jon Mess
Jon Mess
Songwriter
Matthew Mingus
Matthew Mingus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kris Crummett
Kris Crummett
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I am lost, need a god (I am lost, need a god) Somewhere to go when it's all over I am blind, give me eyes (I am blind, give me eyes) Kaleidoscope the world in color Don't have time to meditate the meaning of the rain Synchronize our memories 'til we all think same way 'Cause I get lost, need a god (I get lost, need a god) Help me put my world in order I don't wanna know the truth (I conceive a better way to lie) I just need feel secure again (The witnesses evaded) Codify my wasted youth (Everywhere I look I feel the weight) So I don't feel this meaningless again (So wait it out now) Tickle my animal instincts, survive Capable, sociable subject, I'm part of the pack I know a guy from town whose got a guy from town Who knows a guy from around whose gotta die We crave a greater existence, survive Attainable, modified purpose, I'm part of the pack I know a guy from town whose got a guy from town Who knows a guy from around whose gotta die I know a guy from town whose got a guy from town Who knows a guy from around (Citizen of the world) I called my sister's cousin-uncle-friend Made sure to trust them time and time again I am lost, need a god (I am lost, need a god) Somewhere to go when it's all over I am blind, give me eyes (I am blind, give me eyes) Kaleidoscope the world in color Don't have time to meditate the meaning of the rain Synchronize our memories 'til we all think same way 'Cause I get lost, need a god (I get lost, need a god) Help me put my world in order Oh no, he said a bad word We should burn him at the stake, desecrate his name Spit on him from high horses Exaggerate the shame He's ignorant and vulgar So evil, we can tell, he'll surely rot in hell A homophobic sociopath, a menace to us all He'll take the fall The group is never ending, the group grew from decay The group is darkness, father, heaven selected the truth as pain (The fall) The group is never ending, the group grew from decay The group is darkness, father, heaven selected the truth as pain
Writer(s): Timothy Thomas Feerick, Tillian Pearson, William Swan, Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus, Tilian Pearson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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