Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyle Buckley
Synthesizer
Paul Catalano
Vocals
Rob Nelson
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Buckley
Songwriter
Brandyn Burnette
Songwriter
Paul Catalano
Songwriter
Rob Nelson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
inverness
Producer
Pink Slip
Producer
Austin Seltzer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Lipstick stain on the side of my neck
Bullet to the brain, but she gimme good head
Hard to feel alive when you're six feet dead
Yeah, yeah
(I feel dead)
Whisky tongue and the booze that's fast
Live, fast die, hard bottom of the glass
Salt my wounds with the scars from the past
Yeah, yeah
Ohh
My demons, my demons are calling
Ohh
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Way down, I'll probably rest in pieces
Hell-bound, you're heaven sent, I need this
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
I don't take drugs
Yeah, the drugs take me
Sweating through the sheets, dark nights like these
Fucking turn me to a beast but I hide my teeth
Yeah, yeah
Heart beats loud, love ran cold
Flame burnt out but I still see smoke
Little Jekyll, little Hyde
One body, two souls
Took you for a ride on a one-way road
Ohh
My demons, my demons are calling
Ohh
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling
Way down, I'll probably rest in pieces
Hell-bound, you're heaven sent, I need this
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Runaway! Runaway!
Fucking save yourself
Way down
Hell-bound
You're heaven sent I need this
Runaway! Runaway! Runaway!
Runaway! Runaway! Runaway!
Writer(s): Brandyn Burnette, Kyle Buckley, Paul Catalano, Rob Nelson
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