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Alexander Suvorov
Alexander Suvorov
Songwriter
Dmitriy Nikolaev
Dmitriy Nikolaev
Songwriter
Andrey Kapitonov
Andrey Kapitonov
Songwriter
Artem Chuvilev
Artem Chuvilev
Songwriter
Igor Rastorguev
Igor Rastorguev
Songwriter

Lyrics

Well, there's no way I'm giving up
Guess I'll just go, go, go
And even if it's just a trap
Guess I'll stay low, low, low
We raced
We played
We placed
That bet
This field
Is full of grain
Loads of yield
Still remain
I'll do the things I've done
I'll do the ones I hate
I'll even do the one
That I normally imitate
That I normally imitate
Well, there's no way I'm giving up
Guess I'll just go, go, go
And even if it's just a trap
Guess I'll stay low, low, low
A nice place to end up
This never ending place
I'll do another lap
And jump to outer space
And there among the stars
Up and beyond the black
I'll still be causing fuss
And wishing myself luck
And wishing myself luck
Well, there's no way I'm giving up
Guess I'll just go, go, go
And even if it's just a trap
Guess I'll stay low, low, low
I said, there's no way I'll give up
Guess I'll just grow, grow, grow
Without a compass and a map
I'll just run, drive, row
I said, there's no way I'll give up
Guess I'll just grow, grow, grow
Well, there's no way I'm giving up
Guess I'll just go, go, go
And even if it's just a trap
Guess I'll stay low, low, low
I said, there's no way I'll give up
Guess I'll just grow, grow, grow
Written by: Alexander Suvorov, Andrey Kapitonov, Dmitriy Nikolaev, Igor Rastorguev
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