Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Boecklin
Drums
Tommy Vext
Lead Vocals
Chris Cain
Electric Guitar
Doc Coyle
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Boecklin
Songwriter
Tommy Vext
Songwriter
Brandon Sammons
Songwriter
Doc Coyle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Boecklin
Producer
Tommy Vext
Producer
Joseph McQueen
Mixing Engineer
Mark Lewis
Drum Technician
Lyrics
Baptized
The mire ain't a miracle
Capsized
The secret's inconceivable
Shots fired
You did it again
Sold your soul just to get this bread
Broke down
You speakin' the unspeakable
Blacked out
It went to your head
Coked out for a little advance
I'm no me'
I'm no messiah
One more mile
Marchin' through the fire
Killin' time
I'm no messiah
One more mile
Put this life on trial
Killin' pride
Like a homicide
Downsized
The story's always typical
Rolled dice
A means to an end
Snake eyes
No surprise it's fuckin' pitiful
What goes on?
What's in your head?
Burnt out
The fire isn't breathable
Tricked out to delusional fans
No doubt that your ego's unbelievable
You're no me'
You're no messiah
One more mile
Marchin' through the fire
Killin' time
You're no messiah
One more mile
Put this life on trial
Killin' pride
Like a homicide
Baby, when your love goes black
You needin' a reality check
Baby, when your love goes black
Baby, when your love goes
Baby, when your love goes black
Baby, when your love goes black
Baby, when your love goes black
You need some reality
You're no messiah
One more mile
Marchin' through the fire
Killin' time
You're no messiah
One more mile
Put this life on trial
Killin' pride
Like a homicide
(Black)
Baby, when your love goes black
(Goes black)
Baby, when your love goes black
(Black)
Baby, when your love goes black
(Goes black)
You need some reality
Reality check
Written by: Brandon Sammons, Doc Coyle, John Boecklin, Marlon Coyle, Tommy Vext

