Director - Dan Searle
Producer - Jamie Whymark
Production company - Kode Media
DOP - Ilya Maksymenko

Written by Dan Searle & Sam Carter
Produced by Dan Searle
Drums engineered by Adam 'Nolly' Getgood @ Real World Studios
Additional production by Mick Gordon
Mixed & mastered by Zakk Cervini
Mix Assistant: Julian Gargiulo

Instrumentation:
Dan Searle – drums
Sam Carter – vocals
Alex "Ali" Dean – bass
Adam Christianson – guitar
Choir singers - Choir Noir

Drum Technician - Mark Evans

Lyrics

Rent free living in your head
'RIP' they commented
I felt it when they said
'We only ever love you when you're seeing red'

"Seeing red"

You oughta know that I'm like a broken machine
I'm not as bulletproof as you all paint me to be
Time hasn’t frozen
Why do you want me to scream?
Are you a junkie punk medicating for free?

We’re all you need
We’ll make you royalty
We’ll be the best of enemies

Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe
I'm sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the anti christ
Won’t somebody tell me
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe?

No debts
All love
I dont give a fuck
My head
My heart
Wouldn't be enough
I won’t think twice
I'm afraid
I'm the priest
You're the poltergeist

We’re like one big family
Gee thanks so much for the death threat
Do you hear the audacity?
You dummies only live on the internet

We’re all (oh yeah?)
you need (that's right)
We’ll make you royalty (gimme that gold)
We’ll be the best of enemies

Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe
I'm sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the anti christ
Won’t somebody tell me
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe?

“Are you happy now?”

Rent free living in your head
'RIP' they commented
I felt it when they said
'We only ever love you when you're seeing red'

Heaven burning bright
You’ve really gotta wonder how I sleep at night
Won’t somebody tell me
Won’t somebody tell me

Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe
I'm sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the anti christ
Won’t somebody tell me
Won't somebody tell me
What I believe?
All eyes on me
What I believe