Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Shelnutt
Drums
Jeremy McKinnon
Vocals
Kevin Skaff
Guitar
Neil Westfall
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cody Quistad
Songwriter
Drew Fulk
Songwriter
Jeremy McKinnon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy McKinnon
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
WZRD BLD
Producer
Lyrics
Hey
Fight like it's to the death
To the death
Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide
It's open season, and you think I'm a worthy sacrifice
Live for the hunt and hunt for the thrill
When it's a bloodsport, you can only kill or be killed
Kill or be killed
You'd push me over the edge
'Cause I'm nothin' like you, nothin' like you
Don't do some shit you'll regret
'Cause I know what I'd do if I have to
Fight like it's to the death
To the death
Prey on the weak, encircle the wounded
It's a pack mentality, you're worthless alone
Take your cheap shots while there's safety in numbers
'Til your blood's on the trail and they turn on their own
You'd push me over the edge
'Cause I'm nothin' like you, nothin' like you
Don't do some shit you'll regret
'Cause I know what I'd do if I have to
You'd push me over the edge
'Cause I'm nothin' like you, nothin' like you
Don't do some shit you'll regret
'Cause I know what I'd do if I have to
So I'll leave you with somethin' genuine
From the bottom of my heart
Fuck you
Writer(s): Andrew Wade, Andrew Fulk, Jeremy Mckinnon, Kevin Skaff, Neil Westfall, Alex Shelnutt, Cody Quistad
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