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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zach Bryan
Lead Vocals
Seth Taylor
Acoustic Guitar
Aksel Coe
Drums
Billy Contreras
Fiddle
Calvin Knowles
Upright Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Bryan
Songwriter
Zachary Lane Bryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Bryson
Engineer
Eddie Spear
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Take my soul, take my heart, tear me apart
If I'm good for anything, it's all of this suffering
So use me for parts
To you, I'm just salvage
I ain't ran right in years
So drive me, then gut me
Deceive and fuck me, then disappear
Take all my jokes, and tell them to them
And act like you're someone
That could be someone worth loving
And steal all the good parts you found in me
Yeah, you'll sell 'em quick, yeah, you'll sell 'em cheap
Hey, you'll give 'em for free
But I cleaned all my pistons
I'm running on '91
And I'm piecing myself, back off the shelf
One by one
And now I've got a driver who chooses the high road
They don't use me for scraps
Or throw my ass back when I hit potholes
And I'm flying down freeways, going 117
And a '68 Fastback looks like a hatchback racing me
I believe, you cannot tear down
What's built up strong now, thankfully
Oh, I believe that you cannot tear down
What's built up strong now, thankfully
And I'm flying down freeways, going 117
And a '68 Fastback looks like a hatchback next to me
Writer(s): Zachary Lane Bryan
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