Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maiquel Da Silva Martini
Songwriter
William Alekseevchiv Sitnin
Songwriter
Anastassia Andreevna Gorbunova
Songwriter
Ruslan Aleksandrovich Parkanov
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ilya Gorokhvodatsky
Recording Engineer
DTH Studios Moscow Russia
Recording Engineer
Aleksandr Delyanko
Recording Engineer
Sandler's Studio Moscow Russia
Recording Engineer
Tim Turan
Mastering Engineer
Turan Audio Oxford UK
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Multiply distance by time
Flashbacks as you haunt my mind
You burn as bright as the bridges
That light up my way
Was my life ever my own
Heart beating louder than your metronome
I won't stop thinking big
In the world where I feel so small
But the taste goes straight to me head
Out from the deathbed like a jet
My autumn turned to spring
Where does the circle begin
We're probably making a mess
Playing this reckless game of chess
Losing my place I find
It makes me feel alive
There's nothing you can do to change me
So take me as I am
It doesn't mean you shouldn't because you can
Yeah
Let's open the floodgates
And start a war
Though the chance of survival is slim
We're the aliens taking over the board
It's the only way to the top
The only way to the top
It's the loneliest way to the top
Because the taste goes straight to my head
Out from the deathbed like a jet
My whisper turned to scream
Where does the circle begin
We're probably making a mess
Playing this reckless game of chess
Losing my place I find
It makes me feel alive
Oh the taste goes straight to my head
Out from the deathbed like a jet
My autumn changed to spring
Where does the circle begin
Does the circle begin
Oh to hell with it let's make a mess
Playing this reckless game of chess
Losing my place and my mind
It makes me feel alive
Wow makes me feel alive
Makes me feel alive
Makes me feel
Written by: Anastassia Andreevna Gorbunova, Maiquel Da Silva Martini, Ruslan Aleksandrovich Parkanov, William Alekseevchiv Sitnin