Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Barber
Vocals
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Seth Taylor
Electric Guitar
Craig Young
Bass Guitar
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Ryan Connors
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Barber
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louis Remenapp
Engineer
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Joe Becker
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Is it in my mind or are we all just sinking?
Still fueled by the pain that never left me last season
I'd try to set a fire in your soul, but I just don't have the reasoning
But someday on down the road when you ask what I believe in, I'll say
[Chorus]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
No matter where you go, you'll always live in fear
No matter what you know, there's no making sense of why we're here
[Verse 2]
Everything good comes to rest, but that's something you'll find out
All is well as it should till there's mud and we're face down
I'm trying, but money ain't enough to make me feel like a rich man
Now I'm falling over the words that I carry to bed
[Chorus]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
No matter where you go, you'll always live in fear
No matter what you know, there's no making sense of why we're here
[Outro]
You gotta take it as it goes, it doesn't get easier, dear
It's all an empty hole, and fuck it if I ain't the man of the year
Written by: Sam Barber