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Parkway Drive - "Writings on the Wall" (Full Album Stream)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Guitar
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Vocals
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Guitar
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Drums
Jia O'Connor
Jia O'Connor
Bass
Christian Vachon
Christian Vachon
Violin
Greg Weeks
Greg Weeks
Cello
Maria Demacheva
Maria Demacheva
Violin
Tim Millar
Tim Millar
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Kilpatrick
Luke Kilpatrick
Songwriter
Winston McCall
Winston McCall
Songwriter
Jeff Ling
Jeff Ling
Songwriter
Ben Gordon
Ben Gordon
Songwriter
George Hadjichristou
George Hadjichristou
String Arranger
Greg Weeks
Greg Weeks
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Hadjichristou
George Hadjichristou
Producer
Peter Rutcho
Peter Rutcho
Mixing Engineer
Dean Hadjichristou
Dean Hadjichristou
Engineer
Kevin Dietz
Kevin Dietz
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When you're born in the dirt the only way to grow is up
So we reach for the sun but it seems
Every rung that you climb is another crooked line
That you cross off the tally of your dreams
Don't step out of line kid, you learn it pretty fast
Every face has its place in the crowd
They'll give you all the answers, so you don't ask any questions
Then they'll march you with a smile into the ground
[Verse 2]
And we all go to heaven in a little row boat
[Verse 3]
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
The writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna stop
Put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
We'll fight until we die, this ain't ever gonna stop
[Verse 4]
This stray dog world, this sick sad place
Got a belly full of maggots and disease
Every apple here is rotten, every blessing is a curse
Every word is a lie you best believe
We take one step forward, then two steps back
In a race to the bottom of the barrel
They teach us how to fear, they teach us how to hate
Then they arm us and they march us off to hell
[Verse 5]
And it's left, left, left right left
[Verse 6]
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
The writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna stop
Put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
We'll fight until we die, this ain't ever gonna stop
[Verse 7]
This ain't ever gonna stop
[Verse 8]
Because they came for our minds
We said nothing
They came for our hopes
We said nothing
They came for our souls
And still we said nothing
Now they're coming for our lives
So what's it gonna take?
[Verse 9]
So what's it gonna take?
What's it gonna take?
What's it gonna take?
[Verse 10]
See how they run, see how they run
[Verse 11]
So put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
The writing's on the wall, this ain't ever gonna stop
Put your hands up, put your hands up
If crawling for the scraps won't ever be enough
Put your hands up, put your hands up
We'll fight until we die, this ain't ever gonna stop
Written by: Ben Gordon, Jeff Ling, Luke Kilpatrick, Winston McCall
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