Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Lead Vocals
Brad Stewart
Brad Stewart
Bass Guitar
Barry Kerch
Barry Kerch
Drums
Jasin Todd
Jasin Todd
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Songwriter
Tony Battaglia
Tony Battaglia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Battaglia
Tony Battaglia
Producer
Glen Schick
Glen Schick
Mastering Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Send away for a priceless gift One not subtle, one not on the list Send away for a perfect world One not simply, so absurd In these times of doing what you're told Keep these feelings, no one knows Whatever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed by pain as he slowly fell apart And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a .45 Send a message to the unborn child Keep your eyes open for a while In a box high up on the shelf Left for you, no one else There's a piece of a puzzle known as life Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight Whatever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed by pain as he slowly fell apart And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a .45 Everyone's pointing their fingers Always condemning me Nobody knows what I believe I believe And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a .45 And I'm staring down the barrel of a .45 And I'm swimming through the ashes of another life There is no real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a .45 (.45) Staring down the barrel of a .45
Writer(s): Brent Smith, Anthony C. Battaglia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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