Written by: Conor O'Brien
Produced by: Conor O'Brien, Tommy McLaughlin
There's an ancient dog dreaming of another life
But you sometimes wonder whether it should live at all
Cause when you're making up for what you lack
That old black dog is on your back
And all you're getting is a bottomless pit
But don't mind it
Cause you're a rhythm composer
Easy for you
Rhythm composer
You're a rhythm composer
You're a middle torn driven through an overdrive
And your BPM got an MRI, don't know if I'm coming or going and there's a
Start/stop button on the floor
A start/stop start/stop button, on the floor
A start/stop button on the floor
But you're a rhythm composer
Easy for you
Rhythm composer
(You're a rhythm composer)
But in actuality
Honey, the rhythm composes you
Honey, the rhythm composes you
I said, I love how the rhythm composes you
I love how the rhythm composes you
A start/stop button on the floor
A start/stop start/stop button, on the floor
A start/stop button on the floor
Cause when you're making for what you lack
That old black dog is on your back
And all you're getting is a bottomless pit
So don't mind it
Yeah when you're making up for who you lack
That old black dog is on your back
And if you tame it, you can get it to sit
So don't mind it
You're waking up to what you lack
That old black dog is on your back
But all you're getting is a bottomless pit
So don't mind it
Yeah when you're waking up to who you lack
That old black dog is on your back
But if you tame it, you can get it to sit
So don't mind it
No, don't mind it
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