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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Black
Guitar
Richard Beddoe
Drums
Rick Jackett
Guitar
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Vocals
Sean Anderson
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Jackett
Songwriter
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
James Black
Songwriter
Richard Beddoe
Songwriter
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny K
Producer
Justin Wilk
Additional Engineer
Tadpole
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I hold on so nervously, to me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far has not been good
It's been shitty, and I feel awkward as I should
This club has got to be the most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well, I am imagining a dark lit place
Or your place, or my place
Well I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink, before I think
I'm looking too desperately
But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home, if one thing really means one
This club will hopefully be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well, I'm still imagining a dark lit place
Or your place, or my place
Well I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
Well I'm not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
Not paralyzed, but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
Writer(s): Sean Anderson, James Black, Richard Beddoe, Richard Jackett, Robert Anderson
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