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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Oliver
Bass
Mark Vollelunga
Guitar
Jonny Hawkins
Lead Vocals
Ben Anderson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Hoffman
Composer
Daniel Oliver
Composer
Mark Vollelunga
Composer
Ben Dalton Anderson II
Composer
Frank "Paco" Estrada
Composer
Jonny Hawkins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NOTHING MORE
Producer
Will Hoffman
Producer
Bob Boyd
Mastering Engineer
Jonny Hawkins
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Came to with your hands around my neck
Angel in my ear and a gun to my back
You take the wind from me, but I choke for the last time
Keep your convictions, I'm done playing the victim
You better move on motherfucker
[Verse 2]
But you pull me right back together
Yeah, you pull me right back
You pull, you pull, you pull
Oh God, you're ripping me apart
You're ripping me apart
[Verse 3]
Oh, you make me a god when we come together
You make me the best, but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me
You rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me
[Verse 4]
I got that four foot nine and fifteen hundred pound gorilla in the room
But no one knows; nobody knows that he's got me by the throat
He says "I'm not here to lie about the pain, I'm here to make you feel it"
[Verse 5]
But you pull me right back together
Yeah, you pull me right back
You pull, you pull, you pull
Oh God, you're ripping me apart
You're ripping me apart
[Verse 6]
Oh, you make me a god when we come together
You make me the best, but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me
You rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me
[Verse 7]
You're coming through the back door
Pull the trigger screaming, "Give me more!"
Crack my head on the concrete
My conscience right in front of me
Blood pumping like a heart attack
Don't tell me, don't tell me how to act, how to act
[Verse 8]
You make me a God when we come together
You make me the best, but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me
Oh, you make me a god when we come together
You rip out my heart, and you push in the dagger
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are every-fucking-thing to me
You took it all from me
Oh how you rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me
Oh-ho, oh-ho, whoa whoa whoa
[Verse 9]
You're coming through the back door
Pull the trigger screaming, "Give me more!"
Don't tell me, t-tell me how to act
Oh god, I just need another cigarette
Written by: Ben Anderson, Ben Dalton Anderson II, Daniel Oliver, Frank "Paco" Estrada, Johnny Hawkins, Mark Vollelunga, Will Hoffman