Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Olle Hellström
Бэк-вокал
Stefan Nykvist
Ведущий вокал
Torbjorn Stener
Электрогитара
Per Lindvall
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Kurt Olov Anders Hellström
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Olle Hellström
Продюсер
Слова
The Treadmill
Grab the chance, it might be something
worthwhile, don´t wanna miss
the boat.
I´m Superman, just like a bat out of hell I´m
heading for success.
Gotta fill my calendar, yes I´m on a roll.
Hurry up, I got a promise to keep and it is
getting late.
Can´t you see, I got a deadline to meet and I am
under fire.
I just have to carry on, across that finish line.
Racing through my life to make it big, trying to
catch up.
Worrying and always on my feet
there is so much to do
always so much to prove
I´m so tired, feel like I´m losing myself - going
down the drain.
Heavy heart, it´s like a treadmill to me a joyless
one-way street.
And why am I so alone, why this feelin blue?
Racing through my life to make it big, trying to
catch up.
Worrying and always on my feet
there is so much to do
always so much to prove
Never reflecting and taking my time, this
stupid game of Do or Die.
Racing through my life to make it big, trying to
catch up.
Worrying and always on my feet
there is so much to do
always so much to prove
Written by: Kurt Olov Anders Hellström

