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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adam Tressler
Electric Guitar
Ben Schneider
Vocals
Mark Barry
Drums
Miguel Briseño
Keyboards
Tom Renaud
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Schneider
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Schneider
Producer
Ben Tolliday
Engineer
Mark Barry
Engineer
Paul Butler
Mixing Engineer
Rueben Cohen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
All messed up with nowhere to go
I stare at myself in the mirror alone
It's hard to make friends when you're half in the grave
But I ain't dead yet, and I got something to say
You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death
There's a stranger in my eyes again
I swear to God I don't know him
You're tired of me, I'm tired of you
So turn around and leave it to myself
You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death
Been out way too long, headin' right for the edge
If she asks about me, tell her I'm not dead yet
You got holes in your clothes and booze on your breath
You look like hell, and you smell like death
Writer(s): Ben Schneider
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