Vídeo de música
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shayley Dayshell Bourget
Bass
Jon Eberhard
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shayley Dayshell Bourget
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shayley Dayshell Bourget
Recording Engineer
Joey Sturgis
Producer
Nick Matzkows
Mastering Engineer
Letra
They're taking shots at the old man, poor man, blind man screaming
This place is burning and it's fucking me up
They take an only son they treat him wrong and they break them
Just to be entertained
Blood it flows very cold in the city
Curse the lord I'm a prisoner
Pain
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
You tie my tongue and staple my mouth shut (Pain)
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
Go on and use me, yeah
And now you got me where you want me don't you
You want me lost living for the movie
Won't you check your tone and bury neck deep
Blood it flows very cold in the city
Curse the lord I'm a prisoner
Pain
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
You tie my tongue and staple my mouth shut (Pain)
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
Go on and use me, yeah
Pain
You give it to me, yeah
They take an only son, they treat him wrong and they break them
They take an only son, they treat him wrong and they break them
They take an only son, they treat him wrong and they break them
They take an only son, they treat him wrong and they break them
Pain
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
You tie my tongue and staple my mouth shut (Pain)
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
Go on and use me, yeah
Pain
You give it to me
Hate
Go on and use me
Pain
You tie my tongue and staple my mouth shut (Pain)
You give it to me
Go on and use me
Pain
Go on and use me, yeah
Pain
You give it to me, yeah
Writer(s): Shayley Dayshell Bourget
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