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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Haken
Haken
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conner Green
Conner Green
Composer
Richard Henshall
Richard Henshall
Composer
Raymond Hearne
Raymond Hearne
Composer
Charlie Griffiths
Charlie Griffiths
Composer
Ross Jennings
Ross Jennings
Lyrics
Peter Jones
Peter Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Haken
Haken
Producer
David Simpson
David Simpson
Recording Engineer
Paul Winstanley
Paul Winstanley
Recording Engineer
Linus Corneliusson
Linus Corneliusson
Recording Engineer
Jens Bogren
Jens Bogren
Mixing Engineer
Tony Lindgren
Tony Lindgren
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It's time to wake up and die or regenerate You're never gonna retire your power games Power games No Slip from the scene of the crime like a rattlesnake From all this deafening silence I walk away Walk away Walk away Oh In the red and the grey I'm the sage on a ship of fools There's a tear in the rain, momentary pain I will feel 'til the end of the road To be born falling into line or fall like dominoes? We fall like dominoes (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) In the blink of a spark When the links to our past ignite Burning half as long as the fire in my soul That is blazing twice as bright Paper dreams wouldn't change anything I would hurt the ones I love To protect the ones I loathe (whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) It's time to wake up and die or regenerate If you're part of me Quit me now We're never gonna reform if we replicate Replicate Replicate No I'm reaching my breaking point Object of my affection Am I still drunk on the memory of us? How instant our connection Perfected then lost A room without a view A version of the truth Is all I am to you I'd flee if I wanted to Retire from being used Even if I could bleed All you would see Is the alphabet of me What more can one do When years define you? It's time to wake up and die or regenerate If you're part of me Quit me now We're never gonna reform if we replicate Replicate Replicate No I'm reaching my breaking point I feel it's time to move on But we're all in a state of retrograde Ride the anarchy Live your truth Object of my affection Am I still drunk on the memory of us? How instant our connection Perfected then lost (whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh)
Writer(s): Gareth Peter Jones, Ross William Jennings, Richard James Henshall, Charles David Griffiths, Raymond Hearne, Conner Lawrence Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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