• David Bentley - guitar
• David Bryson - drums
• Elio DeLuca - wurlitzer, shaker
• Brian Rutledge - trumpet
• Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar
• Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass
• Mike Fiore - backing vocals
• Noell Dorsey, Katie Von Schleicher, Leah Hennessy - backing vocals

The night is filled with only three thoughts
And they took two out back and were shot
Now we’re left with one
Singular thing
To wrestle into this world
I’m gonna change my game
Until the game changes me
And in a book of Child ballads I finally saw what you claimed to see
Infiltrate me some simple way
The night is filled with only one thought

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Hold me steady while I drink this deluge
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me

There used to be a way to get free
Without the use of A, B, or C
But the boilerplate cooled
And broke into shards
The museum put it on display
I’m gonna catch some thought
And distill it through you
When the last day of the season comes crawling you’ll know just what to do
Infiltrate me some simple way
The night is filled with only one thought

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Kiss me slowly with a curse word come-on
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me

Like a living, breathing tattoo
With the papers for the passing
Some encyclopedic come-on
Comes crashing through a white light
And stays to infiltrate me some simple way!

Are you averse to a transformation?
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Hold me steady while I drink this deluge
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Kiss me slowly with a curse word come on
Do you believe in the afterlife?
Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me