Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Death Lens
Performer
Whyel
Sampler
Bryan Torres
Lead Vocals
Eduardo Contreras
Bass Guitar
Matthew Scott Silva
Electric Guitar
Richard Diaz
Drums
Jhon Christian Reyes
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Torres
Songwriter
Jhon Reyes
Songwriter
Richard Diaz
Songwriter
Matt Silva
Songwriter
Eduardo Contreras
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Death Lens
Producer
Whyel
Producer
Lyrics
Lately, you're not impressed
I've sent you a message
You know, to get it off my chest
Lately you're not impressed
I hope you feel better
The truth, I know it's for the best
And maybe you'll let me through
Because I've earned the right
With all the doubt you threw
It's tempting, to quit it's easy
But I'll never let them take my pride
You doubt me, your hatred drives me
You always try, but it won't change my mind
It's crazy, won't you let me be
I'll build from here, to show the critics we're care-free
And when you, you let me through
I know I've earned the respect from you and all the cynics too
You're not impressed, you never were
Written by: Bryan Torres, Eduardo Contreras, Jhon Reyes, Matt Silva, Richard Diaz