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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Vocals
Brad Stewart
Brad Stewart
Bass Guitar
Barry Kerch
Barry Kerch
Drums
Jasin Todd
Jasin Todd
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brent Smith
Brent Smith
Songwriter
John Shanks
John Shanks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Femio Hernandez
Femio Hernandez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jason Blackerby
Jason Blackerby
Engineer
Chris Gill
Chris Gill
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Tom Lord-Alge
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Tony Battaglia
Tony Battaglia
Producer

Lyrics

This place has begun to cover me I recall the light but the dark smothers me I prefer the feelings I know right now I don't worry about feeling very proud You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way 'Cause there's not much more that I can fake It's almost seeing your soul for the first time And watching the mirror show you life in rewind Capture the ridicule of everyone I'm tired of trying, and they wonder why I'm gone You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way 'Cause there's not much more that I can fake I can't fake it You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would You don't know how it feels to be misunderstood To reach for the sky I thought you never would But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way 'Cause there's not much more that I can fake But I'm bleeding, and my hands are bruised From the grip that I once had on you And I'm open for a new way 'Cause there's not much more that I can fake
Writer(s): John Shanks, Brent Smith, John M Shanks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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