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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Hanifl
Ryan Hanifl
Songwriter

Songtexte

These hands are gonna buy me
A rocket ship to Mars
And when I go I'll be sailing
Just treadin' on old lucky stars
You call on me now
I've been waiting for you
Somewhere somehow
I failed you back home
Since I'm pulled under
This shadow of you
Oh what I seek is missing
In what I thought was the truth, oh
You know it might never work out
Don't get reminded, no
I thought I had all the answers
But somehow Blindsided
Why so much colors
Gray I deserve this
Harsh that I may have loved
My perfect service and
So say I'm able
I'm perfectly when ready
Just use your discretion and I'll
I'll try to hold steady
Still I feel worthless
Although I'm trying
I'm flipping through stations
I am my father
Oh where is my captain?
On this great adventure?
Am I still just alone?
You know it might never work out
Don't get reminded, no
I thought I had all the answers
But somehow Blindsided
I seem to run from everything
I seem to run from everything
Written by: Ryan Hanifl
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