Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
Andrew Kahl
Andrew Kahl
Drums
Neal Klein
Neal Klein
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jared Corder
Jared Corder
Songwriter
Kristyn Corder
Kristyn Corder
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jared Corder
Jared Corder
Producer
Kristyn Corder
Kristyn Corder
Producer
Dave Dreas
Dave Dreas
Producer

Lyrics

I'm holding onto a feelin'
Endorphin rush to the brain
I want it all to keep goin'
I mess it up again
Why do I always
Fuck things up
When they're goin' fine
Tell myself that I know what I'm doin'
I am no martyr
Only make it harder for me
I'll stay lost
When I ask for direction
Put myself
In a shitty position
Dearly departed
Get me out of my head
Get me out of my head
Maybe I like staying no one
Just when I start makin' names for myself
I finally get into heaven
I think I am better suited for hell
Because I always
Fuck things up
When they're goin' fine
Tell myself that I know what I'm doin'
I am no martyr
Only make it harder for me
I'll stay lost
When I ask for direction
Put myself
In a shitty position
Dearly departed
Get me out of my head
Get me out of my head
I put my foot in my mouth
My head was filling' with doubt
Back in hometown
They keep erasin' my name
I guess I'm takin' the blame
Gimme the runaround
For so long been gettin' used to feelin' miserable
Don't you feel miserable, too?
Why do I do what I do?
I couldn't fix it if I wanted to
Why do I always
Fuck things up
Now you've run out of pity
Startin' to think
That I like feelin' shitty
What a disorder
Don't even bother
I am no martyr
Please don't feel sorry for me
Written by: Jared Corder, Kristyn Corder
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