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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kameron Marlowe
Kameron Marlowe
Vocals
Miles McPherson
Miles McPherson
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Organ
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programming
Josh Reedy
Josh Reedy
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tucker Beathard
Tucker Beathard
Songwriter
Oscar Charles
Oscar Charles
Songwriter
Ben Roberts
Ben Roberts
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Recording Engineer
Josh Reedy
Josh Reedy
Overdub Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Heaven knows it hurts to feel nothing at all When you're starin' in the eyes of the mirror hangin' on the wall It's hard to face the truth or find a place to hide Oh, when you numb it more and more 'Cause you're scared of what you're gonna find I could run to the bottle 'til the bottle runs out Hold down the throttle, take the long way around Put the pedal to the metal with my reasons in the shotgun seat I could run on fumes, hell, I could run like the wind I could run forever like the road don't end But I'm runnin' out of reasons to keep runnin' like a bat out of hell 'Cause I can't outrun myself I had to hit my knees and learn to walk again Oh, I'm stumblin' and fallin' Givin' it all I got to give 'Cause I'd rather be livin' in the light with my shadow Than alone in the dark 'cause I've been there and I know I could run to the bottle 'til the bottle runs out Hold down the throttle, take the long way around Put the pedal to the metal with my reasons in the shotgun seat Oh, I could run on fumes, hell, I could run like the wind I could run forever like the road don't end But I'm runnin' out of reasons to keep runnin' like a bat out of hell Oh, I can't outrun myself Can't outrun myself I could run to the bottle 'til the bottle runs out Hold down the throttle, take the long way around Put the pedal to the metal with my reasons in the shotgun seat Yeah, I could run on fumes, hell, I could run like the wind I could run forever like the road don't end But I'm runnin' out of reasons to keep runnin' like a bat out of hell Oh, I can't outrun myself Outrun myself Can't outrun myself Oh-oh Outrun myself
Writer(s): Oscar Charles, Tucker Beathard, William Benjamin Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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