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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Good Depression
The Good Depression
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dylan James McDonnell
Dylan James McDonnell
Songwriter
Bryan Beerbaum
Bryan Beerbaum
Songwriter
Keith Deschene
Keith Deschene
Songwriter
Justin Hebb
Justin Hebb
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm feeling wasted It's 4 o'clock I can't stop and sleep I'm living with the dirty secrets you told me This day is yours, you're in it son Drive the car and hide the gun It's going to take more then a white lie to commit this crime Falling to pieces before it's my turn Am I missing any details or leaving any trails to burn? Oh no, they've found the spot It's where I hid the evidence Fear crawls beneath my skin My body's shaking with every word that is said to me All the voices in my head are deafening I'm sweating bullets through the barrel shouting out my name And the crosshairs are burning through me Cunning and mischief are barely tools at all I'm running out of useful ways to bide my time My time is running out I'd rather die then waste my life I won't be taken a prisoner tonight If I haven't made mistakes There should be nothing left to fake I'll seal my fate, the choice that I make When consequences weigh so heavy Eyes up, too late, foot off of the brake Now don't look back, they're gone, merge on the interstate I am the outlaw I am the problem Direct me to the end of the road My tank is running low Please make it to the exit point Silent peace is waiting for me on the other side I'm digesting the moments that brought me here Careful choices, I'll never make it out of the woods Looking over my cold shoulder Makes me wonder if I ever could
Writer(s): Bryan Beerbaum, Keith Deschene, Justin Hebb, Dylan Mcdonnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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