Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Vocals
Derek Jones
Derek Jones
Guitar
Max Georgiev
Max Georgiev
Guitar
Tyler Burgess
Tyler Burgess
Bass
Christian Coma
Christian Coma
Drums
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Songwriter
Cody Quistad
Cody Quistad
Songwriter
Charles Massabo
Charles Massabo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ronnie Radke
Ronnie Radke
Producer
Tyler Smyth
Tyler Smyth
Producer
Charles Massabo
Charles Massabo
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
'Cause everybody's on drugs
[Verse 2]
Kill yourself is what they said to me
I'm already dead, just differently
They say God is real, I disagree
'Cause if that were true
Then we'd all be free, all be free, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3]
Running from something that's killing me
Dealing with such an uncomfortable feeling
Beginning to feel the hostility from my ability of slowly becoming the villain
I just wanna thank all my fans especially
Without you is the death of me
I don't consider myself a celebrity, but I'll be doing this shit till I'm 70
This is my destiny, this is the best of me, it's an incredible feeling to grow
Letting it go, I'm letting you know, we're killing ourselves on the low
[Verse 4]
Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me
[Verse 5]
'Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine
We're all falling in love with a new disease
If it's killing you, then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
'Cause everybody's on drugs
[Verse 6]
Save yourself is what I'm telling you
'Cause nobody else really has a clue
Into your veins, veins, like heroin
Accept the pain, pain just to feel again, feel again
[Verse 7]
Everybody wants some, everybody gets none from me
[Verse 8]
'Cause everybody's on drugs
It's hard to believe, the American dream is a killing machine
We're all falling in love with a new disease
If it's killing you, then it's murdering me
It's all getting so unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
[Verse 9]
Everybody is dead from the neck up
Trying to keep their heads up
Searching for a way out
This is a dying nation, so complacent
Spirits need awakened
What are we waiting for?
Fuck, die
Just die, motherfucker, die, motherfucker, die
[Verse 10]
'Cause everybody's on drugs
The American dream is a killing machine
Everybody's on drugs
If it's killing you
It's so fucking unbelievable
We're having so much fun, staring down a loaded gun
And you don't see that it's killing you
'Cause everybody's, 'cause everybody's, 'cause everybody's on drugs
[Verse 11]
'Cause everybody's on drugs
(The American dream is a killing machine)
'Cause everybody's on drugs
(And it's killing you, and it's murdering me)
'Cause everybody's on drugs
Written by: Charles Massabo, Cody Quistad, Ronnie Radke
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