Lyrics

Red lights feel blue
I shine with you
We fight, we bruise
Makes sense, short fuse
Did you ever wanna know
We could be something
Spinning in and out of control
We could be something
We could
We could
We could, we could
We could, we could
Red lights feel blue
I shine with you
We fight, we bruise
Makes sense, short fuse
Did you ever wanna know
We could be something
Spinning in and out of control
We could be something
We could, we could
We could, we could
We could, we could
We could, we could
We could, we could
We could, we could
Written by: Edwin van de Witte, Eke Koopman, Freek Van Der Heide, Jeroen Sjoers, Tijs Verwest, Tom Tabbers, Ummet Ozcan
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