Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sterling Elza
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sterling Elza
Songwriter
Wesley A. Painter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sterling Elza
Producer
Nathan Hanna
Producer
Lyrics
I hid in the corner of my mind
So well that happiness could not find me
One day I learned to stop asking questions
'Cause your answers are nothing but my nightmares
My skies all black, not a thing to lose
You wouldn't understand unless you're in my shoes
The voices in my head tell me to be done
I fake a smile so I don't upset my loved ones
I'll run, I'll run, but I can't get away
I'm so sick and tired of the games that you play
No fun, no fun with you these days
I'll run, I'll drive but I won't get away
I watched the walls, pause, I'm all out of wrong
No chance of running, I try to hide like I usually do
My face turns blue as I hit the floor
'Cause I can't fucking scream anymore
I'll run, I'll run, but I can't get away
I'm so fucking tired of the games that you play
No fun, no fun with you these days
I'll run, I'll drive but I won't get away
Written by: Sterling Elza, Wesley A. Painter