Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
HEARTWELLS
Performer
David Marino
Background Vocals
Chris Stout
Drums
Justin Tauch
Guitar
Sam Peterson
Background Vocals
Rocky Fox
Trombone
Jay Epelman
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
HEARTWELLS
Songwriter
David Marino
Songwriter
Chris Stout
Songwriter
Justin Tauch
Songwriter
Sam Peterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HEARTWELLS
Co-Producer
Paul Miner
Recording Engineer
Chris Hesse
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Born
On the wrong side of
A little place I loved
Where everything I thought I knew
Perfectly all made you feel so high
And I don't get why
They’re from a place so low
Where everyone can turn on you
“E tu brute?”
Telling you in stride
For all the fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
Fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
More
The merrier don't score
And all you had's been blown
You’re only friends can't count on you
Bridge is burned and buried you tonight
Don't you know every night
You're in a place so low
Where everyone you thought you knew
Turned their back from helping you inside
For all the fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
Fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
Let's Go!
For all the fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
For all the fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Another dead end kid
In a dead end story
Fucked up things we do
And all the people that we screw
I never thought that I could be
Be the one, but you'll never take advantage of me
Written by: Chris Stout, David Marino, HEARTWELLS, Justin Tauch, Sam Peterson