Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Maeson
Vocals
James Flannigan
Programming
Gabriel Steiner
Brass
Tyler Johnson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Flannigan
Songwriter
Simone Felice
Songwriter
Matthew Steven Mason
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Flannigan
Producer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
John O'Mahony
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Jesus, come talk to me
I am but a blind mess, I am wild and free
I know that I need us, more than I need me
One more whiskey, I am wild and free
Ohh, but I'm a beat down, washed up, son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down
Oh yeah, I'm a beat down, washed up, son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down
Oh my mother, Mary, come walk with me
I am on four drugs, I am wild and free
I know that I failed less, the less I knew me
Wander through the darkness, and come walk with me
Oh yeah, I'm a beat down, washed up, son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down
Yeah, yeah, oh, I'm a beat down, washed up, son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down, yeah, yeah
You know that it's not over
It's okay to let yourself hurt
Swimming in the murky water, won't you come on out?
Yeah, yeah, you know that it's not over
It's okay to let yourself hurt
Swimming in the murky water, won't you come on out? Yeah, yeah
We sing a beat down, washed up, beggar song
And we sing it even louder when the money is gone because we'll
Be damned if I let it keep us down
Ayy, yeah, I'm a beat down, washed up, son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know that it's not over
It's okay to let yourself hurt
Swimming in the murky water, won't you come on out?
Ayy, yeah, you know that it's not over
It's okay to let yourself hurt
Swimming in the murky water, won't you come on out? Yeah, yeah
We sing a beat down, washed up, beggar song
And we sing it even louder when the money is gone, because we'll
Be damned if I let it keep us down
Ayy, yeah, oh, I'm a beat down, washed up son of a bitch
I got one more cigarette and all my money is spent, but I'ma
Be damned if I let it keep me down
Writer(s): Simone Felice, Matthew Mason, James Flannigan
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