Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derek Jones
Derek Jones
Guitar
Max Georgiev
Max Georgiev
Guitar
Tyler Burgess
Tyler Burgess
Bass
Christian Coma
Christian Coma
Drums
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
Cody Quistad
Cody Quistad
Songwriter
Charles Massabo
Charles Massabo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Producer
Tyler Smyth
Tyler Smyth
Producer

Lyrics

'Cause everybody's on drugs Kill yourself is what they said to me I'm already dead, just differently They say God is real, I disagree 'Cause if that were true Then we'd all be free, all be free, yeah, yeah Running from something that's killing me Dealing with such an uncomfortable feeling Beginning to feel the hostility from my ability of slowly becoming the villain I just wanna thank all my fans especially, without you is the death of me I don't consider myself a celebrity, but I'll be doing this shit 'til I'm 70 This is my destiny, this is the best of me, it's an incredible feeling to grow Letting it go, I'm letting you know, we're killing ourselves on the low Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me 'Cause everybody's on drugs It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine We're all falling in love with a new disease If it's killing you, then it's murdering me It's all getting so unbelievable We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun And you don't see that it's killing you 'Cause everybody's on drugs Save yourself is what I'm telling you 'Cause nobody else really has a clue Into your veins, vein, like heroin Accept the pain, pain just to feel again, feel again Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me 'Cause everybody's on drugs It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine We're all falling in love with a new disease If it's killing you, then it's murdering me It's all getting so unbelievable We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun And you don't see that it's killing you Everybody is dead from the neck up Trying to keep their heads up, searching for a way out This is a dying nation, so complacent Spirits need awakened, what are we waiting for? Fuck Die! Just die motherfucker, die motherfucker, die 'Cause everybody's on drugs The American dream is a killing machine Everybody's on drugs If it's killing you It's so fucking unbelievable We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun And you don't see that it's killing you 'Cause everybody's, everybody's, everybody's on drugs 'Cause everybody's on drugs The American dream is a killing machine 'Cause everybody's on drugs The American dream is a killing machine 'Cause everybody's on drugs
Writer(s): Ronnie Radke, James Cody Quistad, Charles Massabo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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