Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cold
Performer
Howard Benson
Keyboards
Scooter Ward
Vocals
Kelly Hayes
Guitar
Jeremy Marshall
Bass Guitar
Terry Balsamo
Electric Guitar
Sam McCandless
Drums
Sierra Swan
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelly Hayes
Composer
Jeremy Marshall
Composer
Terry Balsamo
Composer
Sam McCandless
Composer
Ronald Ward
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Benson
Producer
Mike Plotnikoff
Recording Engineer
Eric Miller
Engineer
Lyrics
Turn all the lights down low
Trying to fade your apathy
Made up a world where you can’t even be you
A star in a tragedy
A shattered voice on an open chord
They line up around the world just to hear you scream
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith
If you can't believe
Drowning in misery
The nightmare began when you closed the door
You sat in your angry chair and just tried to be you
The needle became your queen
The drug had become your enemy
And music was just a way for you to bleed
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith
If you can't believe
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith
If you can't believe
And you won't believe
And he can't believe
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith
If you can't believe
Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith
If you can't believe
And you won't believe
And he can't believe
And they won't believe
And they can't believe
Written by: Jeremy Marshall, Kelly Hayes, Ronald Ward, Sam McCandless, Terry Balsamo, WARD, RONALD JR