Teledysk

Walk Away
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dia Frampton
Dia Frampton
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dia Frampton
Dia Frampton
Songwriter
James Nosanow
James Nosanow
Composer
Fran Hall
Fran Hall
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Kirkpatrick
Ian Kirkpatrick
Producer
Neal Avron
Neal Avron
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Looking back on younger days, the time has passed, And nothing stays the same. Hey hey hey! She was such a pretty girl, with glowing eyes and yellow curls. Hey hey hey! Stars are in a summer night, She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere, for a souvenir. She's waiting for her Superman, her Never land, Cause he can show the way. Hey hey hey! Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing? A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade, You better run away, run away, run away Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do, You better run away, run away, run away. She's tellin' tales through telephone That make you cry, chill to the bone. Hey hey hey! It's lock and key, electrified, Hide and seek from dirty eyes. Hey hey hey! Driving in the rain to somewhere far, But they've got tattoos stamped upon their arms, of her name in hearts She doesn't understand that love is what you give, not given up. Hey hey hey! Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing? A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade, You better run away, run away, run away Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do, No matter what you say, what you say, what you say. Yeah, you better not sleep, because she's waiting, waiting. She knows all about you, you're in her aim. A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade, You better run away, run away, run away Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do, You better run away, run away, run away A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade, You better run away, run away, run away Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do, No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
Writer(s): Jimmy Harry, Dia Frampton, Fransisca Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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