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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Fischer
Sam Fischer
Vocals
Demi Lovato
Demi Lovato
Vocals
Sam Feldt
Sam Feldt
Remixer
Ryan Williamson
Ryan Williamson
Keyboards
Steve Epting
Steve Epting
Background Vocals
Ayanna Howard
Ayanna Howard
Choir
Taelor Murphy
Taelor Murphy
Choir
Chelsea West
Chelsea West
Background Vocals
Alexis James
Alexis James
Choir
Kaye Fox
Kaye Fox
Background Vocals
Desiree Nicole Washington
Desiree Nicole Washington
Choir
Erin Carrerky
Erin Carrerky
Choir
Pat McManus
Pat McManus
Guitar
David Davidson
David Davidson
Violin
Conni Ellisor
Conni Ellisor
Violin
Karen Winkelmann
Karen Winkelmann
Violin
Janet Darnall
Janet Darnall
Violin
Elizabeth Wilson Lamb
Elizabeth Wilson Lamb
Viola
Monisa Phillips Angell
Monisa Phillips Angell
Viola
Carole Rabinowitz
Carole Rabinowitz
Cello
Sarighani Reist
Sarighani Reist
Cello
Craig Nelson
Craig Nelson
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Demi Lovato
Demi Lovato
Songwriter
Geoffrey Warburton
Geoffrey Warburton
Songwriter
Ryan Williamson
Ryan Williamson
Songwriter
Sam Fischer
Sam Fischer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rykeyz
Rykeyz
Vocal Producer
Mitch Allen
Mitch Allen
Vocal Producer
Scott Robinson
Scott Robinson
Engineer
Ryan Dulude
Ryan Dulude
Engineer
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Mixing Engineer
Heidi Wang
Heidi Wang
Assistant Engineer
Jordan Schultz
Jordan Schultz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Thought when I grew up, I would be the same As the ones who gave me my last name I would not give in, I would not partake In the same old drugs everyone else takes I'm better than that, I'm better than that I'm livin' my life, so I go to Heaven and never come back But look where I'm at, look where I'm at I'm livin' the life that I said I wouldn't and wanna go back I used to call my mom every Sunday So she knew her love wasn't far away But now I'm all messed up out in L.A. 'Cause I care more about what other people say Yeah, yeah, yeah Pray, pray Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Pray, pray Yeah, yeah, yeah I wish I could shelter the boy I knew From the constant hell I'd put him through 'Cause I'm all grown up, and I'm black and blue I could use some tape, I could use some glue I'm better than that, I'm better than that I should be livin' my life, so I go to Heaven and never come back I used to call my mom every Sunday So she knew her love wasn't far away But now I'm all messed up out in L.A. 'Cause I care more about what other people say I used to not take chances with God's name But it's been so long since I last prayed And now I'm all messed up and my heart's changed 'Cause I care more about what other people say Yeah, yeah, yeah Pray, pray Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Pray, pray Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Pray, pray
Writer(s): Demitria Lovato, Geoffrey Elliott Warburton, Ryan Keith Williamson Sr., Samuel Harry Fischer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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