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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
byron
byron
Performer
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Electric Guitar
Daniel Radu
Daniel Radu
Lead Vocals
Sergiu Mihai Mitrofan
Sergiu Mihai Mitrofan
Keyboards
László Demeter
László Demeter
Bass Guitar
Ovidiu Cristian Ciupuligă
Ovidiu Cristian Ciupuligă
Drums
Lucia-Maria Popescu
Lucia-Maria Popescu
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Radu
Daniel Radu
Lyrics
Vlad Constantin Oprea
Vlad Constantin Oprea
Songwriter
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Dănuț-Tudor Georgescu
Producer

Lyrics

I got it all wrong
I was singing the verse of another song
I thought I knew it by heart
But the words kept hiding in the dark
 
At first they laughed a bit
Laying comfortably in their seats
All of a sudden the lights turned out
There was no song anymore, and there was no crowd
 
I was moving like a ghost
Blindfolded with a strip of air
The shadows ate the room
I tripped over every chair
 
I was trying to get out
There was something in my hair
The door was pretty close
Couldn't find it anywhere
 
And I fell beneath, the dark seemed to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd was screaming as if they
Were cheering me
 
I opened my arms, I took a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They were swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, falling on their knees
 
I got used to it
Now I'm sleeping into the orchestra pit
My beard grew six feet long
As I rehearsed my swan song
 
Do you like the sounds you hear?
You can have a teardrop souvenir
My eyes got used to the darkness
But not with the sadness
I am moving like a ghost
Blindfolded with a strip of air
The shadows ate the room
I trip over every chair
 
I am trying to get out
But there's something in my hair
The door must be pretty close
Still can't find it anywhere
 
And I fall beneath, the dark seems to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd is screaming as if they
Are cheering me
 
I open my arms, I take a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They are swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, on their knees
And I fall beneath, the dark seems to be
As deep as the sea
The crowd is screaming as if they
Are cheering me
 
I open my arms, I take a bow
Overwhelmed and pleased
They are swinging and singing
And laughing and crying, on their knees
Written by: Daniel Radu, Vlad Constantin Oprea
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