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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peter Eddins
Peter Eddins
Piano
Matthew Chancey
Matthew Chancey
Bass
Brian Kempson
Brian Kempson
Drums
Abigail Dempsey
Abigail Dempsey
Background Vocals
Keely
Keely
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Kessenich
Christopher Kessenich
Songwriter
Peter Eddins
Peter Eddins
Songwriter
Matthew Chancey
Matthew Chancey
Songwriter
Brian Kempson
Brian Kempson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Eddins
Peter Eddins
Producer
Thad Kopec
Thad Kopec
Producer
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Dan Shike
Dan Shike
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I've been running from the truth for a while There's a ringing in my ear I only hear if I get quiet Maybe it's the reason I'm so sad when you say you're leaving Maybe it's the reason why I never really could quit drinking I can't help but feel like a phony when I'm around my friends They're all masters in their own right, why I just keep on pretending Maybe it's the reason I'm too afraid to record my songs Maybe it's the reason I let love slip between my arms Sorry to my mother and I'm sorry to my future sons Cause I know that I have failed you and I know that I have just begun But I pray that the mess I make is worth it in the end And you know I will love you up the best that I can
Writer(s): Christopher Kessenich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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