Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
C.J. Pierce
C.J. Pierce
Guitar
D. C. Williams
D. C. Williams
Lead Vocals
Michael Luce
Michael Luce
Drums
Stevie Benton
Stevie Benton
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C.J. Pierce
C.J. Pierce
Songwriter
D. C. Williams
D. C. Williams
Songwriter
Michael Luce
Michael Luce
Songwriter
Stevie Benton
Stevie Benton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chuck Zwicky
Chuck Zwicky
Mastering Engineer
Drowning Pool
Drowning Pool
Producer
J.D. Andrew
J.D. Andrew
Assistant Engineer
James Murray
James Murray
Engineer
Jay Baumgardner
Jay Baumgardner
Mixing Engineer
Mark Copeland
Mark Copeland
Reissue Producer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Willie Wisely
Willie Wisely
Reissue Producer

Lyrics

It took some time to realize All the bullshit in my eyes, until I got away from you And then I guess you thought you'd be cool And make me look I'm the one the fool Well I don't care 'cause you're the one to blame I can't believe it all comes down to this A penny for your thoughts would make me sick And anything less would be a crime Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Well everything is not okay But tomorrow's another day, I'll find my perfect way out And then I guess you thought that you'd be smooth And make me look like I'm another fool Well I don't care 'cause I don't believe anything you say or do I can't believe it all comes down to this A penny for your thoughts would make me sick And anything less would be a crime Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Shut up, now Just like this! I cut my losses to save face And I've found my perfect space I've crawled back inside of myself And then I guess you tried to make me be Everything you wanted me to be Well look up from the ground and see who's laughing last I can't believe it all comes down to this A penny for your thoughts would make me sick And anything less would be a crime I do what it takes to pull me through No thanks to anything that you could do, I'll never trust again Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Told me, told you Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up Shut up, shut up
Writer(s): David W. Williams, Christian Joseph Pierce, Stephen L. Benton, Michael Jay Luce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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