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Description
Composer, Lyricist: Michael Angelakos
Background Vocal: Sofia Alessandri
Mixing Engineer, Producer: Chris Zane
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer: Alex Aldi
Programmer: Matthew Young
Programmer: Grant Wheeler
Mastering Engineer: Greg Calbi
Lyrics and translation
Original
Dear friend, as you know, your flowers are withering.
Your mother's gone insane, and your leaves are drifting away.
But the clouds are clearing up, and I've come reveling, burning incandescently like a bastard on the burning sea.
You're dressing like your father, buried deep under the water.
You're resting on your laurels and stepping on my toes.
Whose side are you on? What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword of ground.
Come lay with me on the ground.
You come beating like moth's wings, spastic and violently, whipping me into a storm, shaking me down to the core.
But you run away from me, and you laugh at me, shimmering like diamond wedding rings, spinning dizzily down on the floor.
You're dressing like your father, buried deep under the water.
You're resting on your laurels and stepping on my toes.
Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyways? Put down your sword of ground.
Come lay with me on the ground.
You're dressing like your father, buried deep under the water.
You're resting on your laurels and stepping on my toes.
Whose side are you on? What side is this anyways?
Put down your sword of ground.
Come lay with me on the ground.