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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Normandie
Performer
Philip Strand
Lead Vocals
Anton Franzon
Drums
Håkan Almblad
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Philip Strand
Songwriter
Anton Franzon
Songwriter
Håkan Almblad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Philip Strand
Producer
Anton Franzon
Producer
Grant Berry
Mastering Engineer
Letra
Tell your lies, speak your heart, I hear white noise
No-no-nobody likes – you
Roll your eyes, play your part, who's a good boy?
K-k-king of the Rats
I don't need an antidote
I've got something to die for
Something to die for
Love is just a metaphor
But I swear that my heart is colorblind (colorblind, colorblind)
You think I'm losing my mind (my mind, my mind, my mind)
Call it a waste of time (time, time, time)
I'm running through the red lights (red light, red light, red light)
Calling it colorblind (blind, blind, blind)
Kill the sun, 'til you're caught in a black hole
No-no-nobody likes – you
What goes around, comes around on your gravestone
Ain't no running from that
I don't need an antidote
I've got something to die for
Something to die for
Love is just a metaphor
But I swear that my heart is colorblind (colorblind, colorblind)
You think I'm losing my mind (my mind, my mind, my mind)
Call it a waste of time (time, time, time)
I'm running through the red lights (red light, red light, red light)
Calling it colorblind (blind, blind, blind)
I don't need an antidote
I've got something to die for
Something to die for
Love is just a metaphor
But I swear that my heart is colorblind
You think I'm losing my mind (my mind, my mind, my mind)
(My mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind)
I'm running through the red lights (red light, red light, red light)
(Red light, red light, red light, red light)
Calling it colorblind
You think I'm losing my mind (my mind, my mind, my mind)
Call it a waste of time (time, time, time)
I'm running through the red lights (red light, red light, red light)
Calling it colorblind (blind, blind, blind)
I don't need an antidote
I've got something to die for
Something to die for
Love is just a metaphor
But I swear that my heart is colorblind
You think I'm losing my mind
My mind, my mind, my mind
My mind, my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
Writer(s): Philip Strand, Anton Franzon, Haakan Almblad
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