制作

出演艺人
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表演者
作曲和作词
Fredrik Jansson
Fredrik Jansson
作曲
Simon Gribbe
Simon Gribbe
作曲

歌词

I’ve been holding on don’t wanna let you go
‘Cause every time I try you find a loophole
I’ve been slamming the door and just leave you cold
When I come back you feed it up to south pole
You see my body rush for the escape
While my heart wants to stay
I run away, hit the road in an old Mustang
But I keep turning back just like a boomerang
You’re like a back seat ghost telling me to stop
No matter what you do I keep on coming back
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
I keep on spinnin like a boomerang
You know exactly where to push or pull
And I am going back just like you know I would
You’re reading me just like an open book¨
You know me better than I ever thought you could
You see my body rush for the escape
While my heart wants to stay
I run away, hit the road in an old Mustang
But I keep turning back just like a boomerang
You’re like a back seat ghost telling me to stop
No matter what you do I keep on coming back
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
I keep on spinnin like a boomerang
My head is spinning on my shoulders
So what’s the use of trying baby
All the ways they lead to you
You’re like a magnet pulling me in
I run away, hit the road in an old Mustang (Mustang)
But I keep turning back just like a boomerang (boomerang)
You’re like a back seat ghost telling me to stop (stop)
No matter what you do I keep on coming back (coming back)
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
Just like a whoa whoa boomerang
I keep on spinnin like a boomerang
Just like a boomerang
I keep on spinning for you
Like a boomerang
I keep on spinning like a boomerang
Written by: Fredrik Jansson, Simon Gribbe
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