Written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Brooks Park in a bedroom in Oceanview, San Francisco 

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Drums performed by Evan Kaiser 
Drum re-mixing for "Stranger Nights" by Danielle Goldsmith @ Tiny Telephone 
Guitar chorus line for "Stranger Nights" performed by Ian Harshman 
Hand claps for "Nothing Left to Lose" performed by Justin Martinez and Kevin Waylonis 
Mastered by James Meder @ Pique Recording

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Laid himself down and asked me "what's it all for?" 
I told him frankly that we can't know for sure 
His eyes welled up as he sunk into my bed 
Wiped off the tears before he suddenly said 

"Are you the type who mourns for his prey? 
Guilty as hell at night, smiling by day? 
Sink slowly into that solitude 
When there's nothing left to lose" 

Came to four hours later hands on his arms 
Only to learn I didn't set my alarm 
Shook at his head and rushed him straight out the door 
Said to myself as he jumped into his car 

"Are you the type who mourns for his prey? 
Guilty as hell at night, smiling by day? 
Sink slowly into that solitude 
When there's nothing left to lose 
When there's nothing left to lose"

Nothing Left To Lose

Written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Brooks Park in a bedroom in Oceanview, San Francisco 

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Drums performed by Evan Kaiser 
Drum re-mixing for "Stranger Nights" by Danielle Goldsmith @ Tiny Telephone 
Guitar chorus line for "Stranger Nights" performed by Ian Harshman 
Hand claps for "Nothing Left to Lose" performed by Justin Martinez and Kevin Waylonis 
Mastered by James Meder @ Pique Recording

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It's a cold night here in the pits 
And everyone’s coming down 
From it like they’re almost on the 
Mend, like they’re trying to get wise 
And better occupy their time 
To wake up feeling something 
Some day 
They’ll look back and cry 
“I was feeling so alive" 
“I was feeling so alive" 
“Yeah I was feeling so alive” 

Did you get through 
Those stranger nights 
Turning up and chasing that high 
Time to slow down and 
And take a breather 

Shivers on their lips 
As the sun gets up to remind them 
Of the day they’re about to 
Miss, but there’s more life to kill 
Smoking everything they make 
Broken legs but still laughing till the 
Tears begin to fall 
And I can’t really blame them 
Am i the type to judge or save them? 
I can’t really blame them 

Did you get through 
Those stranger nights 
Turning up and chasing that high 
Time to slow down and 
And take a breather

Stranger Nights

im just tryin to make some bbq pop for all my fellow queer stoners out there

Brooks Park

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