Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Smith
Lead Vocals
Dave Bassett
Guitar
Zach Myers
Guitar
Eric Bass
Bass Guitar
Rob Cavallo
Guitar
Barbara Klaskin Silberg
Choir Director
Andrew Steele
Choir
Arielle Cohen
Choir
August Bagg
Choir
Boyce Buchanan
Choir
Finn Snyder
Choir
Hannah (Caz) Blatt
Choir
Lowell Novitch
Choir
Mario Thomas
Choir
Skylar Saltzman
Choir
Sonam KC
Choir
Barry Kerch
Drums
Tim Pierce
Guitar
Jamie Muhoberac
Keyboards
The West Los Angeles Children's Choir
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Smith
Songwriter
Dave Bassett
Songwriter
Zach Myers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Bassett
Additional Producer
Rob Cavallo
Producer
Andrew Schubert
Additional Engineer
Brad Townsend
Additional Engineer
Lars Fox
Engineer
Keith Armstrong
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nik Karpen
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Bryan Morton
Assistant Engineer
Charlie Paakkari
Assistant Engineer
Jake Gorski
Assistant Engineer
Russ Waugh
Assistant Engineer
Steve Rea
Assistant Engineer
Wes Seidman
Assistant Engineer
Scott Mckay Gibson
Recording Engineer
Doug McKean
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Wesley Seidman
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
It's 8 AM, this hell I'm in
Seems I've crossed a line again
For being nothing more than who I am
So break my bones and throw your stones
We all know that life ain't fair
But there's more of us we're everywhere
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all
All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
Think it through you can't undo
Whenever I see black and blue I feel the past, I share the bruise
With everyone who's come and gone
My head is clear my voice is strong, now I'm right here to right the wrong
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all
All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
It's 8 AM, the hell I'm in
Your voice is strong, now right the wrong
All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
All you'll ever be is a faded memory of a bully
Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely
Push them to the dirt till the words don't hurt can you hear me
No one's gonna cry on the very day you die you're a bully
We don't have to take this back against the wall
We don't have to take this we can end it all
We don't have to take this we can end it all
We don't have to take this we can end it all
We don't have to take this we can end it all
Writer(s): Dave Bassett, Brent Smith, Zachary Myers
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