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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BØRNS
BØRNS
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Schleiter
Thomas Schleiter
Songwriter
Garrett Borns
Garrett Borns
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tommy English
Tommy English
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Tony Maserati
Tony Maserati
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Galaxy, galaxy Won't you be my consolation? I need someone to kiss my hands and my feet And make me feel complete, oh, yeah Mysterious universe I know you're unrehearsed But I see the light in your hands You're the man with the plan, oh, yeah But it feels just like I'm falling all the time (Falling all the time) High as a pretty star Don't you break my faded heart Don't put me out Show me what it's all about Don't you break my faded heart Don't you break it, no Don't you break it, no Don't you break it, faded heart Fantasy, fantasy You got me howling like a dog in the heat I'm trying not to put up a fight But I can't lose another night, oh, no So call me your Romeo I'll show you the way my Thunderbird sings You and the suede backseat is all I'll ever need But it feels like I'm running out of time (Running out of time) High as a pretty star Don't you break my faded heart Don't put me out Show me what it's all about Don't you break my faded heart Don't you break it, no Don't you break it, no Don't you break it, faded heart I'm searching for a sign Been looking way too high Heart in the trenches, head in the heavens High as a pretty star Don't you break my faded heart Don't put me out Show me what it's all about Don't you break my faded heart Don't you break it, no Don't you break it, no Don't you break it
Writer(s): Garrett Borns, Thomas James Schleiter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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