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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny April
Bass Guitar
Mike Mushok
Guitar
Michael Mushok
Lead Guitar
Josh Freese
Drums
A Valcic
Programming
Aaron Lewis
Rhythm Guitar
Jonathan Wysocki
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny April
Composer
Mike Mushok
Songwriter
Aaron Lewis
Composer
Jonathan Wysocki
Composer
Michael Mushok
Composer
David Khane
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny April
Producer
Jon Wysocki
Producer
Mike Mushok
Producer
Josh Abraham
Producer
Ryan Williams
Recording Engineer
John Burton
Mixing Engineer
Steve Sisco
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brandon Belsky
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeff Philips
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jones G
Assistant Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Recording Engineer
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
A Valcic
Engineer
Lyrics
I know that it never goes away
All I feel, everything I'm not today
So I try and I try to make everything right
I don't feel like I'm doing it, it affects me
You wouldn't listen even if I told you
Who the fuck am I to say?
You're too busy with the lies they sold you
Another cure to fix your day
Open wide for all the shit they feed you
While the TV defecates
And blindly walk wherever they will lead you
While the edges slowly Fray
I know that everything can change
What I need is to open up again
So never again will I look back in vain
Cause today's not the past
I don't need to relive it
You wouldn't listen even if I told you
Who the fuck am I to say?
You're too busy with the lies they sold you
Another cure to fix your day
Open wide for all the shit they feed you
While your TV defecates
And blindly walk wherever they will lead you
While the edges slowly Fray
Are you satisfied?
I've given all I can
And are you pacified
Or do you want more from me?
You wouldn't listen even if I told you
Who the fuck am I to say?
You're too busy with the lies they sold you
Another cure to fix your day
Open wide for all the shit they feed you
While the TV defecates
And blindly walk wherever they will lead you
While the edges slowly Fray
I've learned that this life's not just a game
Just a line between the pleasures and the pain
You wouldn't listen even if I told you
Who the fuck am I to say?
And you're too busy with the lies they sold you
Another cure to fix your day
Open wide for all the shit they feed you
While the TV defecates
And blindly walk wherever they will lead you
While the edges slowly Fray
Writer(s): Michael J. Mushok Jr., Jonathan Wysocki, John F. April, Aaron Lewis
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