Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hurt
Hurt
Performer
Dave Watts
Dave Watts
Drum Programming
Dave Klotz
Dave Klotz
Programming
Jonathan Loren Wince
Jonathan Loren Wince
Violin
Paul Spatola
Paul Spatola
Piano
Joshua Ansley
Joshua Ansley
Bass Guitar
Evan Johns
Evan Johns
Drums
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Novi Novog
Novi Novog
Performer
Larry Tuttle
Larry Tuttle
Performer
Brian Winshell
Brian Winshell
Programming
Valerie Carter
Valerie Carter
Additional Vocals
Machan Taylor
Machan Taylor
Additional Vocals
Elaine Caswell
Elaine Caswell
Additional Vocals
Eyvonne Williams-Hines
Eyvonne Williams-Hines
Additional Vocals
Lynn Fiddmont-Linsey
Lynn Fiddmont-Linsey
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Loren Wince
Jonathan Loren Wince
String Arranger
Dave Klotz
Dave Klotz
String Arranger
Novi Novog
Novi Novog
String Arranger
Larry Tuttle
Larry Tuttle
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Greedy
Eric Greedy
Producer
Tom Lewis
Tom Lewis
Engineer
Jason Benham
Jason Benham
Assistant Recording Engineer
Cecil Gregory
Cecil Gregory
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Gloady
Tom Gloady
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Mixing Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Netti
John Netti
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Travis Jameson
Travis Jameson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Leon Zervos
Leon Zervos
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

All depending on the future of a conflict
Your open-minded muscles never wanted anyone who would deliver such a blow into the system
Part of you thinks it's over now and part of you knows that you're no quitter
'Cause you've got yours and I got mine
You've got yours and I got mind
You bought yours and I've got time
You lost yours and you want mine now
Then you start to ask me why
It's an offer that I mind
And you start to ask me twice
As you say your memory's fine
And it's something I should try
But you should try to live your life
When the days keep passing by
You want me to get high with you
You want me to get loded
You want me to get high with you
You want me to get loded
So I called a friend an ear to lend
Who said, "What is what?"
And one day tried to get me high
That, I don't mind
But I know a man should understand
What is weight, decisions made
Can often change your mind
Until you get high
Life is hinging on the shoulders of a convict
You did your time
And then the judge decided you were fine
But the choice arises
You decided death from life again
You got yours and I got mine
You got yours and I got mind
You bought yours, now I got time
You lost yours and you want mine now
If you want to hate me, fine
Have a superficial time
As the center in you dies
You were searching for that high
When the poison burned your mind
You were warned a million times
Still, you want to get me high
You want me to get high with you
You want me to get loded
You want me to get high with you
You want me to get loded
You want me!
You want me!
You want me!
You want me!
You want me!
You want me!
Do you want me to get high with you
To get low?
Written by: Jonathan Loren Wince
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