Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grayscale
Grayscale
Performer
Dallas Molster
Dallas Molster
Guitar
Collin Walsh
Collin Walsh
Vocals
Andrew Kyne
Andrew Kyne
Guitar
Nick Veno
Nick Veno
Drums
Nick Ventimiglia
Nick Ventimiglia
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Molster
Dallas Molster
Composer
Collin Walsh
Collin Walsh
Composer
Andrew Kyne
Andrew Kyne
Composer
Nick Veno
Nick Veno
Composer
Nick Ventimiglia
Nick Ventimiglia
Composer
Skyler Patzer
Skyler Patzer
Composer
Phil Bentley
Phil Bentley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Courtney Ballard
Courtney Ballard
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Stefano Pigliapoco
Stefano Pigliapoco
Recording Engineer
Zach Fisher
Zach Fisher
Recording Engineer
Chris Bennion
Chris Bennion
Recording Engineer
Dallas Molster
Dallas Molster
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Summer in her light-yellow dress with big dreams She was gonna be an actress Told me about it all on our mattress So young, didn't know what we had then Brevity, hanging on every word said Blankets, desert lights over our heads, yeah And I wish there was a way that I could make you feel the way I feel But you've been moving on just like the seasons while I'm standing still Now you're gone, I can still taste you on my lips You're the stain that remains on my fingertips Can't turn you down, can't put you out Honey, you're the light to my cigarette You're the rush of blood that I think I need Running through my veins like my nicotine Can't turn you down, can't put you out Honey, you're the light to my cigarette Hearts they never heal in a straight line Twelve weeks since you had to go and break mine Sinking here like a stone Sad to say, yeah, I know It's dark here, spinning deep into my head Tell me that this ain't how it all ends Don't know where the time goes I'll run to you with eyes closed I wish there was a way that I could make you feel the way I feel But you've been moving on just like the seasons while I'm standing still Now you're gone, I can still taste you on my lips You're the stain that remains on my fingertips Can't turn you down, can't put you out Honey, you're the light to my cigarette You're the rush of blood that I think I need Running through my veins like my nicotine Can't turn you down, can't put you out Honey, you're the light to my cigarette
Writer(s): Andrew Clark Kyne, Nicholas Joseph Veno, Collin Patrick Walsh, William Dallas Molster, Nicholas Ciro Ventimiglia, Phil Bentley, Skyler Patzer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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