Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kyle Buckley
Synthétiseur
Paul Catalano
Chant
Rob Nelson
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kyle Buckley
Paroles/Composition
Brandyn Burnette
Paroles/Composition
Paul Catalano
Paroles/Composition
Rob Nelson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
inverness
Production
Pink Slip
Production
Austin Seltzer
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Lipstick stain on the side of my neck
Bullet to the brain, but she gimme good head
Hard to feel alive when you're six feet dead
Yeah, yeah
(I feel dead)
Whisky tongue and the booze that's fast
Live, fast die, hard bottom of the glass
Salt my wounds with the scars from the past
Yeah, yeah
Ohh
My demons, my demons are calling
Ohh
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Way down, I'll probably rest in pieces
Hell-bound, you're heaven sent, I need this
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
I don't take drugs
Yeah, the drugs take me
Sweating through the sheets, dark nights like these
Fucking turn me to a beast but I hide my teeth
Yeah, yeah
Heart beats loud, love ran cold
Flame burnt out but I still see smoke
Little Jekyll, little Hyde
One body, two souls
Took you for a ride on a one-way road
Ohh
My demons, my demons are calling
Ohh
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Way down, I'll probably rest in pieces
Hell-bound, you're heaven sent, I need this
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Way down
Hell-bound
You're heaven sent I need this
Runaway! Runaway! Runaway!
Runaway! Runaway! Runaway!
Written by: Brandyn Burnette, Charles Nelsen, Kyle Buckley, Paul Catalano, Rob Nelsen

