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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rock Kills Kid
Rock Kills Kid
Performer
Jeff Tucker
Jeff Tucker
Guitar
Ian Hendrickson
Ian Hendrickson
Performer
Shawn Dailey
Shawn Dailey
Bass
Kenny Livingston
Kenny Livingston
Drums
Sean Stopnik
Sean Stopnik
Guitar
Reed Calhoun
Reed Calhoun
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeff Tucker
Jeff Tucker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Mike Shipley
Mike Shipley
Mixing Engineer
Mark Trombino
Mark Trombino
Producer

Lyrics

No friends, nothing to do
No start, no end
Stuck in the middle
Of all of these games
Running around in an empty room
Bumping into the cold brick walls
Pierce my lips until blood
Starts falling out the side of my head
And I'll sit, and rest
And try to remember where I left off
And do it again
Midnight, I lie awake
No sleep until my dying day, yeah
Midnight, and time to waste
And I'll never move on, whoa whoa
Think deep, take myself to another scene
Anywhere else, but this empty room
Where every breath feels like my last
And I'll never move on
And it feels so strange
Living every night like this
Wasting it away, oh oh oh
And it feels so strange
Wasting it away
And it feels so strange
Think deep, take myself to another scene
Anywhere else, but this empty room
Where every breath feels like my last
And I'll never move on
And I'll never go on, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, and I'll never go on
Whoa whoa...
Written by: Jeff Tucker
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