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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Violent
The Violent
Performer
Michael James Protich
Michael James Protich
Lead Vocals
David Michael McGarry
David Michael McGarry
Electric Guitar
Patrick John Gerasia
Patrick John Gerasia
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Di Fiore
Albert Di Fiore
Songwriter
Michael James Protich
Michael James Protich
Songwriter
David Michael McGarry
David Michael McGarry
Songwriter
Patrick John Gerasia
Patrick John Gerasia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Albert Di Fiore
Albert Di Fiore
Producer

Lyrics

(This is not for free)
It's the bitter end
But the future lends
Itself to breathe deeper now with some better friends
How will it be?
How will it taste now?
Convincing yourself that what you had was real
In the end
How will it feel to be alone?
Waiting by the phone
For the ones who will never call
(You can wait forever but we're never gonna call)
Got lost in an ego mind
Walking down the narrow, fine line
That lead you to the fall
In a bed I made for you
While you were sleeping through the truth
Woke up to pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
Deception is abuse
Unless it's what you choose
Now you can't pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
Bridge is broke
Let it burn
Sour stomachs
Let it churn
How will it taste?
How will it be now?
Convincing yourself, that what you had was earned
In the end
How will it feel to be alone?
Waiting by the phone
For the ones who will never call
(You can wait forever but we're never gonna to call)
He got lost in space and time
Walking down the narrow, fine line
That lead you to the fall
And when you ask yourself, why?
(This is not for free)
In a bed I made for you
While you were sleeping through the truth
Woke up to pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
Deception is abuse
Unless it's what you choose
Now you can't pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
(End)
Now you can't pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
The night
Brings in close
My own worst enemy
That what comes easily
It's never (free)
In a bed I made for you
While you were sleeping through the truth
Woke up to pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
Deception is abuse
Unless it's what you choose
Now you can pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
(End)
Now can pretend
That you're not at the bitter end
Written by: Albert Di Fiore, David Michael McGarry, Michael James Protich, Patrick Gerasia
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