Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Feeder
Performer
Grant Nicholas
Guitar
Karl Brazil
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grant Nicholas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Grant Nicholas
Producer
Tim Roe
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Riding on the carousel of pain
And my mind is playing tricks again
But it's so hard now to pretend
Find the words in my defence
[Chorus]
We, we got out in a submarine heading south
So that we could get out
Of the rat race
[Verse 2]
From the bottom to the top
Raised to the surface from the dark
Some nights we cried ourselves to sleep
When we lived amongst the trolls and freaks
[Chorus]
We, we got out In a submarine heading south
So that we could get out
Of the rat race
[Verse 3]
That feeling when I held you in my arms
As we sailed away
The sorrow and the poison in our lives
Nothing left to break
[Verse 4]
It's alright
We're gonna make it alright
So hold tight
Or it all remains the same
It's alright
We're gonna make it alright
So hold tight
Or it all remains the same
Same
If we hold on
[Verse 5]
We'll sail beneath the ocean
We'll live under the sea
We'll watch the mermaids swimming
Find peace, tranquility
We'll sail beneath the ocean
We'll live under the sea
We'll watch the mermaids swimming
Find peace, tranquility
[Chorus]
And we, we got out in a submarine heading south
So that we could get out
Of the rat race
So that we could get out
Of the rat race
[Outro]
Too much work now just won't make us an wiser
Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher
Too much work now just won't make us an wiser
Only fill our heads with thoughts we can't decipher
Written by: Grant Nicholas