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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Senses Fail
Senses Fail
Performer
James "Buddy" Nielsen
James "Buddy" Nielsen
Vocals
Greg Styliades
Greg Styliades
Bass
Gavin Caswell
Gavin Caswell
Guitar
Jason Milbank
Jason Milbank
Guitar
Dan Trapp
Dan Trapp
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beau Burchell
Beau Burchell
Composer
James "Buddy" Nielsen
James "Buddy" Nielsen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beau Burchell
Beau Burchell
Mixing Engineer
Mike Kalajian
Mike Kalajian
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
While you're watching from the window, waiting
I've been spilling my guts out on the stage
Just spend the best years of my life
Drinking myself to sleep at night
And now the glory days have all but faded
Everyone I used to know is jaded
Where is the passion that you used to have
When music was the only thing that you had?
[Verse 2]
All my pictures have faded over time
I burned the negatives of you (What have I got here left to prove?)
'Cause all I got, all I really got is this music that's left in me
And all I want, all I really want is a
A reason to believe
[Verse 3]
Someday, I know that I'll be fading
Everyone I used to know is getting
Afraid, afraid, afraid of getting older
And every heart I loved grows colder
I love when time slips by
I'm not afraid to die
Remember the passion that you used to have
When music was the only thing that you had?
[Verse 4]
This still is the only thing that
That is worth my breath
This still is the only thing that
That is worth my breath
[Verse 5]
All my pictures have faded over time
I burned the negatives of you (What have I got here left to prove?)
'Cause all I got, all I really got is this music that's left in me
And all I want, all I really want is a
A reason to believe
[Verse 6]
I've been trying so hard to make the best of my time
'Stead of waiting around, hoping that someday, I'll find
All the things that I need and all the love that I get
Wasted till all the days become numb again
[Verse 7]
All my pictures have faded over time
I burned the negatives of you
[Verse 8]
All my pictures have faded over time
I burned the negatives of you (What have I got here left to prove?)
'Cause all I got, all I really got is this music that's left in me
And all I want, all I really want is a
A reason to believe
Written by: Beau Burchell, James "Buddy" Nielsen
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