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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Lead Vocals
Jacky Vincent
Jacky Vincent
Lead Guitar
Ryan Seaman
Ryan Seaman
Drums
Derek Jones
Derek Jones
Guitar
Ronald Ficarro
Ronald Ficarro
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Producer
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Moll
Jeff Moll
Engineer
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known So come on White boy on the beat, rocking Gucci sneaks All I do is win, Charlie Sheen Started out in '06 and revived the scene So many motherfuckers wanna be like me Came from the lowest of lows, rose to the top with a vision My haters talking shit while washing dishes for a living Fuck you, bitches, I'm a business, I'll be kissing on your missus What you spend in 15 months is what I spend in 15 minutes Oh no, don't give a fuck about you You're feeling froggy, motherfucker? Ain't a damn thing you can do You're a bitch, you're a punk Don't make me pull the pump Cock it back and leave you slumped Now that's what I call bad luck Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known No way of knowing if I'll ever be home I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Oh, and if I try to make it out of this town No way of knowing if I'll ever be found I don't ever wanna be alone, alone I got a lot of people talking nothing but chatter "Why'd you switch your style up?" and that I don't matter Man, I've been in rap since I was shitting in Pampers Climbed the ladder to the top, and now I'm shitting on rappers All I do is work, straight up hustle and grind So many people mad at me for crossing the line I find it kinda funny, the shit you say in your tweets But when we're face-to-face, you ain't got nothing to say to me Oh, so fuck you too You better take a step back Before I call up the crew You talk a lot of shit But you spread nothing but lies You keep on running your mouth You better open your eyes Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known No way of knowing if I'll ever be home I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Oh, and if I try to make it out of this town No way of knowing if I'll ever be found I don't ever wanna be alone, alone I'm on that wreck, fly like a jet Switching my lanes like I'm racing a vet I'm on that next, girl loves sex No doubt I'm on top of the world, break your neck So break your motherfucking neck I'm on that wreck, fly like a jet Switching my lanes like I'm racing a vet I'm on that next, girl loves sex No doubt I'm on top of the world, break your neck I'm on that next, girl loves sex No doubt I'm on top of the world, so break your motherfucking neck Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known No way of knowing if I'll ever be home I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Oh, and if I try to make it out of this town No way of knowing if I'll ever be found I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Oh, this is the end of everything that I've known No way of knowing if I'll ever be home I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Oh, and if I try to make it out of this town No way of knowing if I'll ever be found I don't ever wanna be alone, alone Yo, 2013, motherfucker, Falling in Reverse
Writer(s): Ronnie Radke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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