Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Macklemore
Vocals
Dan Caplen
Vocals
Joshua Karp
Guitar
Tyler Dopps
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Caplen
Songwriter
Ben Haggerty
Songwriter
Andrew Joslyn
Songwriter
Joshua Karp
Songwriter
Tyler Andrews
Songwriter
Tyler Dopps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Macklemore
Co-Producer
Joshua Karp
Co-Producer
Tyler Dopps
Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Mandy Adams
Mastering Engineer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Ingmar Carlson
Mixing Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly goinG under
But I won't ever tell my brother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
It's been a long night
I just might wake up on the wrong side
I tell myself it'll be alright
Sunlight peaking through the dark sky
Bottle it up, fall in the cut, all out of luck
Drowning in this quicksand and I'm swallowing mud
I taste temptation and I fall in and out of love
Grab her hand, taxi cab, in God we trust
You can wish on all the stars, way up in the galaxy
They want you to fall apart, so they can have a piece
I threw a hundred in a wishing well
Ad then I came back for a refund
Said "all this pressure just might tip the scale"
Seen it before, it's just a re-run
So keep running, ay, I keep running
My troubles test me on the daily
They say that only God can save me
I think I'm slowly going under
But I won't ever tell my brother
And now I wonder where's the good gone?
'Cause I can't find no miracles 'til I go home
Oh, I wonder where's the good gone?
Need to find me some hope
Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
Where's my miracle?
I got some secrets, I got some secrets
My palms together, praying, but I keep on thinking 'bout evil
Snake-bit in blood, and the poison, it ain't leaving
Wanna sabotage everything, one and only enemy
If these walls could talk, they'd have a lot of blackmail
Is karma real or not? I can't tell
The Devil complimented me and said "You dance well"
The praise won't save me, and neither will the fan mail
I'd be a sinner, but thank God I'm not religious
And I'm addicted, drugs and women, there's no difference
I know the right, but the wrong is just so tempting
I've got a phobia, fear of what I'm missing, amen
Writer(s): Daniel Sebastian Caplen, Joshua Karp, Tyler Dopps, Andrew Joslyn, Tyler W Andrews, Ben Haggerty
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