Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shinedown
Performer
Brent Smith
Vocals
Eric Bass
Bass
Barry Kerch
Drums
Zach Myers
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Smith
Songwriter
Eric Bass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Bass
Producer
Dave Bassett
Additional Producer
Jeremy "Hoogie" Donais
Bass Technician
Mike Fasano
Drum Technician
Doug McKean
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Dex
Mixing Engineer
Eric Wayne Rickert
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
I can still remember me and Miss November Rain
Beautiful and strange
Always so inclined, coloring outside the lines
Yeah, you were never on time
You've always been slightly awkward, kinda weird
Upside down and not all here
What's wrong with me and you is crystal clear
Sometimes I'm in a room where I don't belong
And the house is on fire and there's no alarm
And the walls are melting too
How 'bout you?
I've never been the favorite, thought I seen it all
'Til I got my invitation to the lunatic ball
And my friends are comin' too
How 'bout you?
Don't worry, it's all just a symptom
Of being human
Unpack all your baggage, hide it in the attic
Where you hope it disappears
This all seems so familiar, but it doesn't feel like
Home, it's just another unknown
You've always been slightly awkward, kind of weird
Upside down and not all here
Right or wrong, it's all so crystal clear
Sometimes I'm in a room where I don't belong
And the house is on fire and there's no alarm
And the walls are melting too
How 'bout you?
I've never been the favorite, thought I'd seen it all
'Til I got my invitation to the lunatic ball
And my friends are comin' too
How 'bout you?
Don't worry, it's all just a symptom
Of being human
We're all just passin' through
Passengers on a ship of fools
We're all just passin' through
Passengers on a ship of fools
Sometimes I'm in a room where I don't belong (we're all just passin' through)
And the house is on fire and there's no alarm (passengers on a ship of fools)
And the walls are melting too (we're all just passin' through)
How 'bout you? (Passengers on a ship of fools)
I've never been the favorite, thought I'd seen it all (we're all just passin' through)
'Til I got my invitation to the lunatic ball (passengers on a ship of fools)
And my friends are comin' too (we're all just passin' through)
On a ship of fools (passengers on a ship of fools)
Don't worry, it's all just a symptom
Of being human
Written by: Brent Smith, Eric Bass