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PERFORMING ARTISTS
JT Curtis
JT Curtis
Guitar
Todd Meredith
Todd Meredith
Vocals
Emily Seibert
Emily Seibert
Vocals
Joan Chew
Joan Chew
Bass
Becky Curtis
Becky Curtis
Background Vocals
Jim Abbott
Jim Abbott
Keyboards
Hasan Bakr
Hasan Bakr
Percussion
Chris McBurney
Chris McBurney
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todd Meredith
Todd Meredith
Songwriter
Emily Seibert
Emily Seibert
Songwriter
Joseph Timothy Curtis
Joseph Timothy Curtis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JT Curtis
JT Curtis
Producer
Dean Bailin
Dean Bailin
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Do you feel like you don't belong
And the whole world has gone wrong
I can tell you that you're not alone
Too proud to follow power
No time to waste the hour
Never let the bastards grind you down
Did you freeze from a nervous breakdown
Or forget the name of this town
While your leaders left you out and down
Too slow to make their choices
While they drown out all our voices
Never let the bastards grind you down
Sick and tired of this indignation
Feeding on your fear and desperation
Is everything we hear just speculation
Fueled by unrealistic expectations
And nothing can help you to brace
For this despicable fall from grace
It's the American flag in your face
And when the darkness blinds you
There's still a light to find you
Never let the bastards grind you down
Written by: Emily Seibert, Joseph Timothy Curtis, Todd Meredith
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