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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Vocals
Eric Bass
Eric Bass
Bass Guitar
Barry Kerch
Barry Kerch
Drums
Zach Myers
Zach Myers
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Songwriter
Eric Bass
Eric Bass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Bass
Eric Bass
Producer
Dave Bassett
Dave Bassett
Additional Producer
Eric Wayne Rickert
Eric Wayne Rickert
Assistant Engineer
Doug McKean
Doug McKean
Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Suicide, suicide, one, two, three Maybe these drugs are addicted to me Can you hear me in there? Is there anyone there? Keep your dyslexia next to your imaginary friends They all talk shit about the shape I'm in Yeah, they really don't care They're breathing rarefied air So pack your bags and leave a note And thank the ones that kept you afloat Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh And gather all your hopes and dreams They can keep you company Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh And go on and be your dysfunctional self Life's too short to play someone else 'Cause being normal is just a trap But you're never so gone that you can't turn back So go and be unpredictable Shatter the glass when it's half-full The audience has waited all this time You're well-rehearsed and you know your lines So introduce them to The wonderful, dysfunctional you Terrified, look alive, maybe they're right I'm a little too dim when the moment gets bright I'm a total eclipse Can you read my lips? They're saying, "Come on, come on, are you out of your mind? The crazy feels good and the water's just fine" So I take a deep breath They ain't seen nothin' yet So go on and be your dysfunctional self Life's too short to play someone else 'Cause being normal is just a trap But you're never so gone that you can't turn back So go and be unpredictable Shatter the glass when it's half-full The audience has waited all this time You're well-rehearsed and you know your lines So introduce them to The wonderful, dysfunctional you Who's it gonna be? Who's the first in line? Well, step right up to the firing line Tell me (pick me), tell me (no, me) Little by little, it'll all make sense When you step right up in our defense Tell me (pick me), tell me (no, me) And go on and be your dysfunctional self Life's too short to play someone else 'Cause being normal is just a trap But you're never so gone that you can't turn back So go and be unpredictable Shatter the glass when it's half-full The audience has waited all this time You're well-rehearsed and you know your lines So introduce them to The wonderful, dysfunctional you Dysfunctional you Dysfunctional you
Writer(s): Eric Bass, Brent Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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