Παρόμοια τραγούδια
Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SVEA
Vocals
Anton Hård
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Menken
Composer
Phil Johnston
Songwriter
Tom MacDougall
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anton Hård
Producer
Björn Engelmann
Mastering Engineer
Στίχοι
What can it be that calls me to this place today?
This lawless car ballet, what can it be?
Am I a baby pigeon sprouting wings to soar?
Was that a metaphor for something more?
Now I'm flying, my spirit's climbing
As I'm called through this far off maze (Oooh)
My body, my spirit aligning
In this, in this place called Slaughter Race
Oooh Oooh Oooh
In this place called Slaughter Race
Oooh Oooh Oooh
What would you say if it turns out, oh, that I stay?
Would it be ok, here in this place?
'Cause you know that I love these fallen wires
Dumpster fires, burning tires
Everything that I desire
Everything that I desire
Now I'm flying, my spirit's climbing
As I'm called through this far off maze (Oooh)
My body, my spirit aligning
In this, in this place called Slaughter Race
Oooh Oooh Oooh
In this place called Slaughter Race
Oooh Oooh Oooh
I know I should go, but
I really don't want to yet
I really don't want to yet
I know I should go, but
I really don't want to yet
I really don't want to yet
Oooh Oooh Oooh
No, I really don't want to yet
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
In this place called Slaughter Race
In this place called Slaughter Race
My body, my spirit aligning, oh yeah
In this place called Slaughter Race
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Tom Macdougall, Philip Johnston
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