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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frankie No Name
Frankie No Name
Background Vocals
Nick Steckel
Nick Steckel
Guitar
Alex Bergan
Alex Bergan
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin John Rodriguez
Justin John Rodriguez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fernando Perdomo
Fernando Perdomo
Producer
John Wubbena
John Wubbena
Mixing Engineer
Forward Motion Studios LA
Forward Motion Studios LA
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

There were days I'd drown my sorrows
From the moment I awoke
I would chase them down the bottle til I choked
But the tank was always empty
Couldn't fill up all the holes
Just an engine running hard until it's broke
Wish I knew back then that I could find
A way back from the paths I chose and not get left behind
Just a fishing boat in a stormy sea
With no one left to bury me
Finding my way back to shore
Cause I'm done knocking on deaths door
All the nights down at the bar room
Talking shit and throwing stones
Holding tightly to the barstool drowning fast in Espolon
Waking up and feeling weary
Cause every night was turning black
And when the lights come on you can't just take it back
Wish I knew back then that I could find
A way back from the paths I chose and not get left behind
Just a fishing boat in a stormy sea
With no one left to bury me
Finding my way back to shore
Cause I'm done knocking on deaths door
Now I'm searching for an answer
Like a child in grown man's clothes
Asking only of the time and where it goes
Guess I'll follow in the footsteps
Of the ones that came before
Only carry what I need and nothing more
Wish I knew back then that I could find
A way back from the paths I chose and not get left behind
Just a fishing boat in a stormy sea
With no one left to bury me
Finding my way back to shore
Cause I'm done knocking on deaths door
Cause I'm done knocking on deaths door
Written by: Justin John Rodriguez
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