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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slopes
Slopes
Vocals
Dag Holtan-Hartwig
Dag Holtan-Hartwig
Guitar
Halvor Folstad
Halvor Folstad
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dag Holtan-Hartwig
Dag Holtan-Hartwig
Composer
Halvor Folstad
Halvor Folstad
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slopes
Slopes
Producer
Hans-Philipp Graf
Hans-Philipp Graf
Mastering Engineer
Christer-André Cederberg
Christer-André Cederberg
Mixing Engineer

Texty

The brick blade street is cold outside
And the streetlights are hanging with their heads
Looking awfully tired
A rusty car speedin' through the light
The driver is anxious to get home
And so am I
'Cause this place ain't what it used to be
Back when the sound of us filled the streets
We thought it would never end
We'd always come back again
But I guess we proved the critics right
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
You and I
We were gonna prove them all wrong
You and I
We were runnin' like a wild pack of horses
Kickin' dust up into the sky
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
But we proved them right
You like my songs, I loved your lies
And I was never good enough for you
But I made you smile
And this town just wouldn't let us be
Your daddy told me, "Stay the hell away"
So, you came with me
We had it all figured out
They were wrong, and we were right
So, we took off in the morning light
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
You and I
We were gonna prove them all wrong
You and I
We were runnin' like a wild pack of horses
Kickin' dust up into the sky
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
But we proved them right
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
We were gonna prove them all wrong
We were runnin' like a wild pack of horses
Kickin' dust up into the sky
And we were gonna prove them all wrong
We were gonna prove them all wrong
You and I
We were gonna prove them all wrong
Written by: Dag Holtan-Hartwig, Halvor Folstad
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