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Chris Kamrada
Chris Kamrada
Bateria
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Violão
Brian MacDonald Jr.
Brian MacDonald Jr.
Baixo
Alex Babinski
Alex Babinski
Violão
Mikaela Davis
Mikaela Davis
Harpa
Brian Victor Macdonald
Brian Victor Macdonald
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Blake Harnage
Blake Harnage
Composição
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Composição
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Blake Harnage
Blake Harnage
Produção
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Engenharia (mixagem)
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
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Anthony Reeder
Anthony Reeder
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Jef Mol
Jef Mol
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Jarrod Fallon
Jarrod Fallon
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John Colangelo
John Colangelo
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Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
Lyndsey Gunnulfsen
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Michael Freeman
Michael Freeman
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Letra

[Verse 1]
Two years gone
[Verse 2]
Two years gone
Came back as some bones, and so cynical
This skin don't feel, like home, it's all overgrown, but you'll never know
I take the mirror from the wall so I can't see myself at all
Don't wanna see another damn inch of my skull
Forget the poems of saints and ghosts
I'm the one I fear the most
Little did I know that I was only crying wolf
[Verse 3]
I know it's so wrong, but I'm so far gone
Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
Quit bein' so over-skeptical
Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
[Verse 4]
Push and pull, oh, it's all getting old
No, I didn't want this throne (No, I didn't want this), yeah
Only fools make feasts of gold, they rot the fruit on tables, what do they want?
When did I get so pitiful? Just a goddamn corpse in a centerfold
You got my back against the wall, and now I can't ever get comfortable
No, I never sold my soul, if I ever do, throw my bones to the wolves
No, I never sold my soul, no I never sold mine
[Verse 5]
I know it's so wrong, but I'm so far gone
Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
Quit bein' so over-skeptical
Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
[Verse 6]
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my soul
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my soul
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my soul
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my soul
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my soul
No, I never sold my soul, no, I never sold my
[Verse 7]
I know it's so wrong, but I'm so far gone
Don't need you to tell me I'm so cynical
Quit bein' so over-skeptical
Don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
I don't need a metaphor for you to know I'm miserable
Written by: Blake Harnage, Lyndsey Gunnulfsen

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