Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dead Chic
Dead Chic
Performer
Damien Félix
Damien Félix
Chorus
Mathis Akengin
Mathis Akengin
Keyboards
Rémi Ferbus
Rémi Ferbus
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damien Félix
Damien Félix
Composer
Mathis Akengin
Mathis Akengin
Composer
Rémi Ferbus
Rémi Ferbus
Composer
Andrew Balcon
Andrew Balcon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Damien Félix
Damien Félix
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well, there's been silence since the phone fell off the wall
And there's been patience in the evening when the city makes it's call
And through these lessons that we lead ourselves to learn
As Venus screams up to my window
And the world resumes to turn
[Chorus]
Let it be told
I'm, I'm being sold
For a little more than you owe
Than you owe
[Verse 2]
And in this blessing from the pocket of the Gods
She offers fortune, offers meaning to all that we've forgot
And then you unleash
This challenge to one's dream
You move in motion to the freedom of this moonlight offering
[Chorus]
Let it be told
I'm, I'm being sold
For a little more than you owe
Than you owe
[Bridge]
Power
Change
Honour
Gain
What is life?
What is mine?
All you need
A blinding light
[Bridge]
We are guided by the grace within our soul
We are freedom, we are honest, we are bold
We are rich and we are true to all we need
There's no compromise to self
In what we all believe
[Chorus]
Let it be told
I'm, I'm being sold
For a little more than you owe
Than you owe
Let it be told
I'm being sold
For a little more than you owe
Let it be told
I'm being sold
For a little more than you owe
Written by: Andrew Balcon, Damien Félix, Mathis Akengin, Rémi Ferbus
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