Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Landles
Songwriter
Tom Cooper
Songwriter
Richard Stedman
Songwriter
Whitney Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arimea
Producer
Machine
Producer
Dani Bonventre
Producer
Lyrics
Plastic talent
Captured over a season
An unknown reason
Just the salt from your tongue
A grievance so strong
You are not your own person
Casting the blame
Becoming everything you hate
Work
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The years turn to dust
Just remember it kid
Just an empty frame of the picture I lost
Freeze the air and the particles I breath
Can I reverse time
Make my age decrease
Can I reverse time
Put my mind at ease
Work
Work
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Work
The years turn to dust
Just remember it kid
Evil woman
Crooked heart
Eat it up and play the part
Evil spirit
Haunted walls
The ghosts in these halls
Don't scare me
They're not half as hurtful
They don't scare me
they're not half as hurtful
They don't scare me
They're not half as hurtful
Evil
Evil
Evil
Evil
Work
Work
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Work
The years turn to dust
Just remember it kid
Just an empty frame of the picture I lost
Freeze the air and the particles I breath
Can I reverse time
Make my age decrease
Can I reverse time
Put my mind at ease
Work
Work
Work
Work
The years turn to dust
Just remember it kid
Do I cross your mind
I've been training my whole life
Not to put you down
But I've been around
I've seen it first hand
How a hobby ruins lives
Take my confidence
And throw it too the ground
Just one of those people where
You're nice to them for so long
Yeah exactly mate
You're nice to them for so long
They just take advantage of you
But I'm so done with being nice
Fuck that
I freeze time
I freeze time
Work
Work
Work
Work
The years turn to dust
Work
Work
Work
Work
The years turn to dust
Work
Work
Work
Work
The years turn to dust
Just remember it kid
Eat it up
Play the part
Evil woman
Crooked heart
Writer(s): Joe Landles
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