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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Place to Bury Strangers
A Place to Bury Strangers
Performer
Trentemøller
Trentemøller
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oliver Ackermann
Oliver Ackermann
Songwriter

Lyrics

And it takes my tongue
When it trips on me
And it fills my soul
When it takes me in
And I get so high
When I get so low
And I get so low
When I get so high
And it's takin' my soul
And it's taking me all
And it's leavin' me cool
They're always leavin' me cold
And it washes away
All the things that you do
Was all coming to get
It's under my skin, it's on
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
I'm never coming back, uh
Never coming back
I'm never coming back again
Never coming back
And I drift so low
And I get so high
And it tastes like chalk
And it tastes like mountains
And it takes me heart
For myself to warn
But the dress is cold
I'm the seventh son
And it tastes like pills
And it takes me down
And it takes me all
And it takes me down
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
I'm never coming back, uh
Never coming back
I'm never coming back again
Never coming back
(Music Interlude)
And the flames get hot
And the flames get high
And the flames get high
And the flames get higher
And it drags me low
Ah, it feels so good
And it's taking me away like I'm moving
It takes me high
Like I'm floating deep
And it drags me low
When it steals me sleep
And I'm feeling high
And when we get high
When the room's closing in
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
Never coming back
I'm never coming back, uh
Never coming back
I'm never coming back again
Never coming back
Written by: Oliver Ackermann
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