Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Biffy Clyro
Performer
Simon Neil
Guitar
Ben Kaplan
Keyboards
Mike Norman
Piano
Ben Johnston
Drums
James Johnston
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Neil
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Biffy Clyro
Producer
Simon Neil
Producer
Andy Vandette
Editing Engineer
Roger Lian
Editing Engineer
Ben Kaplan
Recording Engineer
Ben Johnston
Producer
James Johnston
Producer
Eric Mosher
Additional Engineer
GGGarth Richardson
Producer
Josh Evans
Additional Engineer
Reed Ruddy
Additional Engineer
Paul Suarez
Mixing Engineer
Andre Kelman
Assistant Engineer
Jan Petrov
Assistant Engineer
Mike Kutchman
Assistant Engineer
Sam Hofstedt
Assistant Engineer
Mike Fraser
Recording Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
John O'Mahony
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Oh, my distorted smile will tighten its grip
Now somebody is asking, "When you will disappear?"
You have to believe yourself to be happy now
You can't rely on someone else to be happy, happy
Get fucked stud, it's time to kill
Only you see the sun set on amphetamines
All hands on the courtesy cunt
Get fucked stud, I know you will burn in hell
For pretending to be the God of man, I demand of you
Pretend to burn in hell to be the God of all
Will follow me, you're fucking right
All at sea my teeth are made of baby hair
Skyline is burning red, so we'll all go down
Follow my lead to survive
'Cause it won't take us long to come 'round
Skyline is burning red, so we'll all go down
Follow my lead to survive
'Cause it won't take us long to come 'round
Get fucked stud, it's time to kill
Only you see the sun set on amphetamines
Skyline is burning red, so we'll all go down
Follow my lead to survive
'Cause it won't take us long to come 'round
Skyline is burning red, so we'll all go down
Follow my lead to survive
'Cause it won't take us long to come 'round!
Writer(s): Simon Neil
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