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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Smith
Travis Smith
Background Vocals
ZouZou Mansour
ZouZou Mansour
Background Vocals
Brianna Sig
Brianna Sig
Drums
Lars Karlsson
Lars Karlsson
Guitar
Mike Jaffe
Mike Jaffe
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Soraia Mansour
Soraia Mansour
Songwriter
Jon-Mikal Loran Bartee
Jon-Mikal Loran Bartee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tomas Skogsberg
Tomas Skogsberg
Producer
Sunlight Studio
Sunlight Studio
Recording Engineer
Joe Lambert
Joe Lambert
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Seventy-two seasons of sorrow have come and gone
Pain roots its boots in tomorrow
You sing that same old song
An inconvenient sin
The blood and dirt within
It stains across my skin
These tears collect as gasoline and now
They burn in me, yeah
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
You want to be only
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
Oh, aren't you so holy
I'm not that broken reflection smiling
Back at you
I'm not your sickness or resurrection
I'm not for you to use
And I'm sick and I'm tired and I'm breaking free
Of that stranglehold you locked on me
When the seeds of fate are knockin' at your door
I want a front row seat, yeah
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
You want to be only
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
Oh, aren't you so holy
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
You want to be only
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
Oh, aren't you so holy
Hey, c'mon now, look what you've done
Oh, oh look what you've done
You're spillin' blood
It's just for fun, yeah
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
You want to be only
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
Oh, aren't you so holy
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
You want to be only
You got your boot on my neck what did you expect
Oh, aren't you so holy
Written by: Jon-Mikal Loran Bartee, Soraia Mansour
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