Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Sam Barber
Sam Barber
Chant
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Guitare acoustique
Seth Taylor
Seth Taylor
Guitare électrique
Craig Young
Craig Young
Guitare basse
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Batterie
Ryan Connors
Ryan Connors
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Sam Barber
Sam Barber
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
Ingénierie
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Becker
Joe Becker
Production

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Is it in my mind or are we all just sinking?
Still fueled by the pain that never left me last season
I'd try to set a fire in your soul, but I just don't have the reasoning
But someday on down the road when you ask what I believe in, I'll say
[Chorus]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
No matter where you go, you'll always live in fear
No matter what you know, there's no making sense of why we're here
[Verse 2]
Everything good comes to rest, but that's something you'll find out
All is well as it should till there's mud and we're face down
I'm trying, but money ain't enough to make me feel like a rich man
Now I'm falling over the words that I carry to my bed
[Chorus]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
No matter where you go, you'll always live in fear
No matter what you know, there's no making sense of why we're here
[Outro]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
Written by: Sam Barber
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