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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cold Years
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Finlay Urquhart
Songwriter
Fraser Allan
Songwriter
Ross Gordon
Songwriter
Louis Craighead
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Kennedy
Producer
Robin Schmidt
Engineer
Lyrics
Well I hung up the phone
I know the voices inside my head
They're telling me that I should disappear, waste away instead
So when I am on my own and the sea that surrounds me
I wanna drift away
Push the worst ashore for the things I adore
I don't wanna be here anymore
I wanna run with you
Straight into the sunset
I want a life with a view
Slam on the breaks
Make the mistakes you wanna make
Burn the candle, burn both ends
See the stars, make new friends
Fight the good fight, drink the good booze
Take the photographs and hang them on the walls
Death keeps calling but I keep missing all his calls
Fade away with me like the images inside your skull
And the reminder of all the trouble
How crazy the tables turn and we watch the fires burn
In a town so pretentious but now it's a home
I wanna run with you
Straight into the sunset
I want a life with a view
Slam on the breaks
Take the pills that you wanna take
Burn the candle, burn both ends
See the stars, make new friends
Fight the good fight, drink the good booze
Take the photographs and hang them on the walls
Death keeps calling but I keep missing all his calls
I swear I should change
I am feeling half my age
The things I abandoned
I was empty handed
The clock ticks down, down, down
I wanna run with you
Straight into the sunset
I want a life with a view
Slam on the breaks
Take the pills that you wanna take
Burn the candle, burn both ends
See the stars, make new friends
Fight the good fight, drink the good booze
Take the photographs and hang them on the walls
Death keeps calling but I keep missing all his calls
Missing all his calls
Missing all his calls
Writer(s): Finlay Urquhart, Fraser Allan, Louis Craighead, Ross Gordon
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