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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Vocals
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
Synthesizer
Jacky Vincent
Jacky Vincent
Lead Guitar
Ryan Seaman
Ryan Seaman
Drums
Derek Jones
Derek Jones
Guitar
Ronald Ficarro
Ronald Ficarro
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Rutcho
Pete Rutcho
Mixing Engineer
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Producer
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
Assistant Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Jeff Moll
Jeff Moll
Engineer
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My mind is like a puzzle or a Rubix cube
But figuring me out is something you shouldn't do
Because my thoughts are locked inside a padded room
And if these padded walls could talk
I'd surely be doomed
LETS GO
[Verse 2]
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 3]
Well trouble's what they told me since the day I was born
Evil's what they stamped up on my hospital forms
It tried to choke my mom with my umbilical cord
The doctor was too busy amputating my horns
[Verse 4]
The devil and the Lord both keep waging war
Pulling me in opposite directions, I'm torn
A change of course, a deadly force, a terrible storm
Kicking down the devil's door to settle the score
[Verse 5]
It's over, I'm older, I'm alive, I'm sober
Believe me, I'm living
I'm happy, I'm winning
[Verse 6]
Faster, faster, I am on my way
Straight up, this disaster, I can truly say
Saved us and I know in my heart
If you reach for the stars
All the things you can dream will indeed take you far
So, just hope for the best
And just say, FUCK THE REST
[Verse 7]
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
[Verse 8]
Well, I should've been aborted when they had the chance
'Cause now I'm spilling venom in the ears of the class
And all the high school kids are sick of being told to relax
(FUCK OFF)
The crazier the kid, the tighter his pants
[Verse 9]
I'll start a revolution bringing gothic back
I got 'em marching like an army
Wearing black on black
Out of a thousand of these motherfuckin' copycats
None of 'em can do it quite like I can
[Verse 10]
It's over, I'm older, I'm alive, I'm sober
Believe me, I'm living
I'm happy, I'm winning
[Verse 11]
Faster, faster, I am on my way
Straight up, this disaster, I can truly say
Saved us and I know in my heart
If you reach for the stars
All the things you can dream will indeed take you far
So just hope for the best
And just say, FUCK THE REST
[Verse 12]
So tired of being sick
I'm so sick of being tired
This is for everyone out there who feels like they've had enough
This song is for you
And your mother too
[Verse 13]
You'll never win, they said
So stop while you're ahead
And music is my love
And passion's in my blood
So say what you will
'Cause I just don't give a fuck
SO GET THE FUCK UP, GO
[Verse 14]
Faster, faster, I am on my way
Straight up, this disaster, I can truly say
Saved us and I know in my heart
If you reach for the stars
All the things you can dream will indeed take you far
So just hope for the best
And just say, FUCK THE REST
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
And just say, FUCK THE REST
And just say, FUCK THE REST
Written by: Ronnie Radke
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