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Written by Cameron Bishop Crowley

Published by Public Alley 437 (ASCAP)

Produced by Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Vocals: Bishop Ivy

Guitar:  Ground Control, Bishop Ivy, Travis Ball

Drum Programming: Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Bass Programming:  Bishop Ivy

Synth: Ground Control


Mixed by Travis Ball

Mastered by Sam Moses

Lyrics

Brace for your spell and your apparel

Warm up my shirt like air of a tea

Rain pulls my hair If you're with me, I'm indifferent

You're sharing my breath, so I don't mind

I can't see light

Now only reflex

Finding my way throughout your frame

Inscribe my neck

If you scar me, I'm indifferent

The purple hue affirms our youth


Although I don't want to leave the room

Or do more than sleep around with you

When the lights are turned on, I am just the fool I was

So let's keep them off

 

Nomadic

Written by Cameron Bishop Crowley

Published by Public Alley 437 (ASCAP)

Produced by Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Vocals: Bishop Ivy

Sampling: Bishop Ivy

Synth: Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Bass: Bishop Ivy

Drum Programming: Bishop Ivy, Ground Control, Travis Ball

Piano: Bishop Ivy

Guitar: Bishop Ivy

Mixed by Travis Ball

Mastered by Sam Moses

Lyrics

I'm nomadic for now

I'll have you know that when summer comes

I'm afriad that you'll never see your friends

They won't come with us

But maybe we can go to Paris though

Try to forget that you'll never see your home

Flights are booked let's go

Well you can take me

Out of my city but I won't change

I won't change

I'm just nomadic for now

Hotel feels like I'm royalty

But stay inside because the subway's closed tonight

Bomb threats shut our eyes

But I can't focus

My mind is pre-occupied by the images of my friends

When I said I left

I'm just nomadic for now

I can't take it

The war I just witnessed

It clutters my head

Is this all I get

It's been months

Without acquaintances I think I left

My heart in Boston

Is this all I get

Heaven

Written by Cameron Bishop Crowley

Published by Public Alley 437 (ASCAP)

Produced by Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Vocals: Bishop Ivy, Ground Control 

Guitar: Bishop Ivy, Ground Control

Bass: Bishop Ivy

Drum Programming: Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Percussion: Bishop Ivy

Synth: Ground Control

Mixed by Travis Ball

Mastered by Sam Moses

Lyrics

Can you hear me?

I never learned your name till it was painted with flames

I'm told I'll see you again

But if this is the end, tell me if you would say

That nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

Have you found what you needed?

Are the gates so glistening and painted with gold?

Would you say that the classroom desks resemble the throne?

'Cause your friend burst in tears when he saw yours alone

Would you say that nothing really matters?

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

Nothing really matters

I hope I see you in heaven

I liked your sister's speech

I couldn't help but see her as my own

The way that she said she'd help you pick out your clothes

Or when she's off to college you'd hang out in her room

Made it sound like you were in heaven on earth

Didn't get it, why'd you go to the real one?

To the real one

Made us all in heaven on earth I don't get it, why'd you go to the real one?

To the real one

I hope I see you in heaven

I pray that you find the peace that you're looking for

Rain from your headache stops seeping under the door

Last time I saw you was in the back of a Cadillac

I turned my back, walked away

Please don't let it be the last time

Don't let it be the last time

Ghost

Written by Cameron Bishop Crowley

Published by Public Alley 437 (ASCAP)

Produced by Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Vocals: Bishop Ivy

Synth: Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Drum Programming: Ground Control

Bass: Ground Control

Guitar: Bishop Ivy

Mellotron: Ground Control


Mixed by Travis Ball

Mastered by Sam Moses

Lyrics

Take me home

I'm tired of seeing you wherever I go

You're my ghost

I woke up in my old bedroom again

Until I turned on the lights

Same bed, same pictures on the wall

But the windows tell it all I'm not home

When December came

And I walked outside

My arms couldn't tell a difference

If I closed my eyes

Well, my nose ain't broken

It'll red like it used to

But I know I'm not used to

All that's changed

If it's the board I miss

Or it's Sarah's kiss

It all blends in anyway

I never get it my way

Take me home

I'm tired of seeing you wherever I go

You're my ghost

Friday came along

I made a date with new towers

I thought I'd part with old flowers

You really think I would change?

I'm in between cars again

I can't find past adrenaline

I guess I'll drive myself home

Alone now

If it's the board I ride

Or I'm just filled with pride

It all blends in anyway

I never get it my way

Take me home

I'm tired of seeing you wherever I go

You're my ghost

The sky opens too wide

Your silhouette doesn't dip into it

Any more

I'll come back

If I'm dead if I have to

I'll never escape you

Though you won't chase me back

Where You Are

Written by Cameron Bishop Crowley

Published by Public Alley 437 (ASCAP)

Produced by Ground Control, Bishop Ivy

Vocals: Bishop Ivy

Piano: Ground Control

Drum Programming: Ground Control

Bass Programing: Bishop Ivy

Guitar: Ground Control


Mixed by Travis Ball

Mastered by Sam Moses

 

Lyrics

You, you're in everything

I didn't think I'd graduate before you came around

I'm glad you made an appearance

I thought I'd never see your face til mine was in the ground

But I saw your apparition

The same way I saw my body on pavement

In the painting of my windshield

When bullet rain hits my car

At eighty miles an hour

That's where you are

I have waited for so long

For consolation for my aching heart

I'm sorry I thought you were absent

I thought that you stayed along back with my friends at home

But I saw your apparition

The same way I saw my body on pavement

In the painting of my windshield

When bullet rain hits my car

At eighty miles an hour

That's where you are

And through the all I'm scared that you won't like me

Just tell me please

Will I ever be sure

That I'm not just crazy

Cause they call me insane

But I'll stay with you

But will you stay with me

Cause I saw your apparition

The same way I saw my body on pavement

In the painting of my windshield

When bullet rain hits my car

At eighty miles an hour

That's where you are