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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
katie drives
katie drives
Songwriter
Katharina Holste
Katharina Holste
Songwriter
Ole Kuhlmann
Ole Kuhlmann
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ole Kuhlmann
Ole Kuhlmann
Producer
KlangRekorder
KlangRekorder
Recording Engineer

Testi

You feed me sweet juice
When I needed water
Served with love
But it's not what I ordered
Appreciate your effort
But I can't change it's not what I want
Kinda feel sorry
For hating these streets
Play a video game
Escape reality
I came for something different
Can barely name what it is that's missing
Paradise can be hell
When you don't belong there
I'd rather was anywhere
But here, ah-ha
What doesn't fit is a waste
Unstable, floating through space
The wide world is my place
Not here, oh
Days bore you to death
When you're made for the night
Wanna see it all and live
Not just survive
You can take a lot if you have to
But that's not how it always should go
One bad decision
The doors are closing
Took the wrong turn
In the maze we live in
So I wait 'til time is passing
One's curse is another one's blessing
Paradise can be hell
When you don't belong there
I'd rather was anywhere
But here, ah-ha
What doesn't fit is a waste
Unstable, floating through space
The wide world is my place
Not here, oh
If I could just leave
I'd grab all my things
But my roots are
Ingrained too deep
Paradise can be hell
A golden jail stays a jail
I'm made to be anywhere
But here, ah-ha
What doesn't fit is a waste
Stunted wings, ready to race
The wild world is my safe place
But not here, oh
Written by: Katharina Holste, Ole Kuhlmann, katie drives
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