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This song really feels like something special to me and the next step for Written Years. It’s a corrupt little 2 a.m. love song about finding yourself in this strange world. -Wade
Lyrics:
Turn the lights down now, I am all worked up
Try to shake it out, play the part
And there’s a kind, kind of quiet now
There’s a kind, kind of quiet now
‘Til we are cut in thirds on a restaurant stage
Where the ribbon girls spin and I
Am caving down, a kind of quiet now
There’s a kind, kind of
I am here, wide awake, help me into the car
I don’t want you to dance all alone in the dark
Even if it is all just a sick superficial feeling
(Superficial feeling, feeling)
I am lit, half asleep, throwing darts at the mirror
I am shaking right now like I shouldn’t be here
Even if it appears as a sick superficial feeling
(Superficial feeling, feeling)
I’ll wait a breath then take something to calm down
Bury my mistakes, spill it all
And there’s a kind, kind of quiet now
There’s a kind, kind of quiet now
So kiss me darling, I’ve been asleep too long
I can stand up right, clear my head
And it’s all a kind of quiet now
There’s a kind, kind of
I know it’s in our blood, this city will break our hearts, love
I know it’s in our blood, hit the lights and get it all out
I know it’s in our blood, this city will break our hearts, love
I know it’s in our blood
I am here, wide awake, help me into the car
I don’t want you to dance as you’re falling apart
Even if it is all just a sick superficial feeling
(Superficial feeling, feeling)
Shake it out, just shake it out, just shake it out now
Credits:
Recorded at Echoplant Studios with Ryan Worsley
Co-Produced by Written Years
Assistant Engineer Matt DiPomponio
Mixed & Mastered by Jason "JVP" Van Poederooyen
Written by Wade Ouellet & Alex Richardson
Performed by Wade Ouellet, Kane Enders, Brian Dyck, and Alex Richardson
Additional backing vocals by Laura Genschorek
- Genre
- Indie