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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jan Blomqvist
Jan Blomqvist
Vocals
Tim Schaufert
Tim Schaufert
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
F. Lehmann
F. Lehmann
Composer
Jan Freter
Jan Freter
Composer
Ryan Mathiesen
Ryan Mathiesen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jan Freter
Jan Freter
Producer
F. Lehmann
F. Lehmann
Producer

Lyrics

Well, something imperfect
The darkest white lie
And honesty’s not
A preferred reply
Tip-toe’ing you know
Applies the same weight
We’re grinning before
Our Novocaine.
I’m packing my bag for
Another red-eye,
Rewriting my story with auto-reply.
The voice in my head
Just spitting out pain thought
I was in my bed but
I’m still on the train
If life is a road
The meaning is gold
Like the rivers that run
It’s here and it’s gone
We travel alone
And call it our home
Destination unknown
Disconnect on our own
A bridge over a broken
River runs dry.
The sleeping dogs woken,
A dead-end road sign
And nothing is so old
To hide from today
What else fills the gap
Left from words you don’t say.
Nobody cares whatyou never had said
“No rest for the wicked” or
“Rest when you're dead”
Born blessed with a ticket
A mirror in your head
You can’t erase,
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead
Erase engraved lead
If life is a road
The meaning is gold
Like the rivers that run
It’s here and it’s gone
We travel alone
And call it our home
Destination unknown
Disconnect on our own
Written by: Felix Lehmann, Jan Freter, Ryan Mathiesen
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