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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Jesse Bicknell
Songwriter
Sergio Sanchez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sergio Sanchez
Producer
Lyrics
Dead on the inside from the hell up in my mind
You're not God
You don't get to play that part
And I ain't gonna break that fall from grace
No, you don't get to say
Whether I love or hate you
Stuck a buck knife in my heart
These veins are pumping whiskey these days
You're choking on the words you say
There's hope, but then you tie the rope, yeah
I should've known you'd put some more dirt on my grave
Put some dirt on my–
Put some dirt on my–
Put some dirt on my–
(Put some dirt on my grave)
Dead on the inside from the hell up in my mind
You say you're my savior but you left me here to die
Heaven only knows that the Devil on my shoulder is whispering all his lies
I'm not killing myself, not killing myself to bring us back to life
So, thank God, I didn't wrap my truck around a tree
Or let you be the end of me and you were always bound to lose
Yeah, you tied the noose and tried to take the breath out of me
Take the breath out of me
Take the breath out of me
Take the breath out of me
I'm dead on the inside from the hell up in my mind
You say you're my savior but you left me here to die
Heaven only knows that the Devil on my shoulder is whispering all his lies
I'm not killing myself, not killing myself to bring us back to life
Dead on the inside from the hell up in my mind
You say you're my savior but you left me here to die
Heaven only knows that the Devil on my shoulder is whispering all his lies
I'm not killing myself, not killing myself to bring us back to life
I'm not killing myself, not killing myself to bring us back to life
You're not God
You're not God
You're not God
Writer(s): Ryan Jesse Bicknell, Sergio Sanchez
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