Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Linnea Siggelkow
Lead Vocals
Charles Spencer
Bass Guitar
Levi Kertesz
Drums
Jill Sauerteig
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Linnea Siggelkow
Songwriter
Liam Sanagan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Linnea Siggelkow
Producer
Charles Spencer
Producer
Jeff Hartling
Mastering Engineer
Sam Fitzpatrick
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
It's funny
The things i remember
Feeling this way
A cold day in december
A dog in the yard
The whole lake frozen over
An intrusive thought
Fear of getting older
Into oblivion
When the sky's caving in
I've got my feet on the ground
But it feels like falling
Into the same patterns
I guess that it doesn't matter
It all will turn out the same in the end
Oblivion
So i drive up the mountain access
Maybe it's just an overreaction
I guess it's true
I'm my mother's daughter
Looking out to
Smokestacks on the water
Into oblivion
When the sky's caving in
I've got my feet on the ground
But it feels like falling
Into the same patterns
I guess that it doesn't matter
It all will turn out the same in the end
Oblivion
Climb to the top of the devil's punchbowl
A neon cross sits on top like a tombstone
Stand on the edge looking down below
Just to see how far down it goes
Wanna see how far down it goes
Writer(s): Liam Sanagan, Linnea Siggelkow
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