Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Russell
Bass Guitar
Daniel Marsala
Lead Vocals
Josh Wills
Drums
Ryan Phillips
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Marsala
Songwriter
Adam Russell
Songwriter
Ryan Phillips
Songwriter
Colin Brittain
Songwriter
Josh Wills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Brittain
Producer
Kevin McCombs
Engineer
Lyrics
Say the words, say the words, I don't wanna hear
Look away, look away, bad things in the mirror
Twist the knife, twist the knife in my back again
Make you cry, make you cry, then you're back again
All that we are in a box
On a shelf that we can't climb
To the top, so high
We can't come down
I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you, I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
You said, "This hurts too much, I don't wanna stay"
Find a nice rich man, give you everything
But nobody else makes you feel this way
Like a drug, like a drug that you love to take
All that we are in a box
On a shelf that we can't climb
To the top, so high
We can't come down
I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you, I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
And I would die
If you weren't mine
I would die
I don't know where we go from here
When I'm with you, I see so clear
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life
We didn't fall this far to break
Maybe there's beauty in the pain
You and I are suicide
But that's just real life (oh)
That's just real life (oh)
Writer(s): Colin Brittain Cunningham, Dan Marsala, Adam Russell, Ryan Phillips
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