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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Brennin Hunt
Brennin Hunt
Bass
Randy Sanders
Randy Sanders
Gitarre
Cory White
Cory White
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Austin John Winkler
Austin John Winkler
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brennin Hunt
Brennin Hunt
Produzent:in
Jason "JVP" Van Poederooyen at JVP Sounds
Jason "JVP" Van Poederooyen at JVP Sounds
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

I went through myself
Ain't nothing gunna bring you back
And I learned real hard that that'll never change
I walked thru my hell
And my whole world turned black
Since I been back I ain't been the same
I hardly fear the reaper now
I feel alive again this life is strange
Now I'm drinking but I'm trying to move on
It's the only thing I've ever really known
I love to play with fire
I'm burning by design
I feel like I was born to self destruct
But you can call it what you want
Ain't no excuse
I never get enough
Of my own abuse
Call it what you want
All my life I spent
Trying to do what my father told me
And if I fell short then I was gunna pay
And my momma told me treat your women kind and don't be ugly
Well I broke more hearts than I care to say
Now I've always been attracted to the flames
And that ain't ever gonna go away
I'm Only getting higher
Preaching to the choir
I feel like I was born to self destruct
But you can call it what you want
My own abuse
I blow up what I love
With no excuse no
Good lord baby here comes that sun again
And I can't feel a goddamn thing
And girl missing you like a sedative
Feel like I could die
Call it what you want
The shit we use
To get us where we want
Just passing through
Call it what you want to
I ain't Gunn haunt you
But we never said goodbye
And Call me if you want cause I stay awake at night
You can call it what you want
Written by: Austin John Winkler
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