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Ty Myers
Ty Myers
Leadgesang
Harper O'Neill
Harper O'Neill
Leadgesang
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Programmierung
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
E-Gitarre
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
E-Gitarre
Bruce Bouton
Bruce Bouton
Stahlgitarre
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Tasteninstrumente
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Begleitgesang
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ty Myers
Ty Myers
Songwriter:in
Alex Lambert
Alex Lambert
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Produzent:in
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chris Ashburn
Chris Ashburn
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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Today was one of those days That drags too long and ends too late for me Sometimes I get to wondering why I chose to live this reckless life I lead And rope you in with me Can't blame you for playing these games It's driving you insane the way I'm treating myself It's 'bout time you made up your mind Is it you and I, or is it someone else? We both need some help This ain't no goodbye You'll come crawling back when you've had your fill I'll get a call in the night at half past 12 Three months later, I should fuck myself I keep on climbing I just can't seem to get over this hill Me and dark liquor, yeah, we made a deal If I keep drinking, then the hurt is healed Everyone knows you've been putting me through hell I should probably keep that bottle on the shelf But we can't seem to help ourselves Today's one of those days Not a corner of my mind was safe from you I get tired of staying high Truth is, the Mary Jane don't ease my mind like it used to But what else can I do? This ain't no goodbye You'll come crawling back when you've had your fill I'll get a call in the night at half past 12 Three months later, I should fuck myself I keep on climbing I just can't seem to get over this hill Me and dark liquor, yeah, we made a deal If I keep drinking, then the hurt is healed Everyone knows you've been putting me through hell Oh, I should probably keep that bottle on the shelf But we can't seem to help ourselves We can't seem to help ourselves Yeah, yeah, yeah We can't help ourselves We can't help ourselves We can't help ourselves Ooh, oh-oh, oh-oh Today was one of those days (one of those days) Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh
Writer(s): Alex Lambert, Ty Wenston Myers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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