Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Black
James Black
Guitar
Richard Beddoe
Richard Beddoe
Drums
Rick Jackett
Rick Jackett
Guitar
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Vocals
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Jackett
Rick Jackett
Songwriter
Sean Anderson
Sean Anderson
Songwriter
James Black
James Black
Songwriter
Richard Beddoe
Richard Beddoe
Songwriter
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Scott "Angry" Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johnny K
Johnny K
Producer
Tadpole
Tadpole
Engineer
Justin Wilk
Justin Wilk
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I felt the blisters
Below the words
A universe waiting to explode
And I felt the words crawl out of my skull
And now you know
Exactly what you should
Don't bother pretending I seem fine
I like that I'm a mess
I can't stand it much longer in my head
I think it's time for bullets
Became so-so suicidal
And now I know the ugly from the good
Don't bother pretending I seem fine
I like that I'm a mess
I can't stand it much longer in my head
I think it's time for bullets
Don't bother pretending I seem fine
I'm trying to confess
I can't stand it much longer in my head
But it's not time for bullets
Written by: James Black, Rich Beddoe, Rick Jackett, Scott Anderson, Sean Anderson
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