Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Milan Medek
Vocals
Matej Smutný
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Milan Medek
Composer
Matej Smutný
Composer
Martin Bukový
Composer
Lyrics
The magic of the moment
Driving all the golden cars
Sippin' a whiskey cup
Smoking cigarettes
Talking your brother gets in trouble
While we're still holding cells
No more holding hands
Just watching friends
They don't wanna see
How they're takin'our chance
They took our chance
They took our chance
They took our chance
When we're scrolling in
The night
When we're scrolling
Looking at cieling every night
Feelings empty like
Nobody's eyes
Since we are going
Maybe calling
Lonely scrolling walls
We trust more than
The life which we want no more
No more holding hands
Just watching friends
They don't wanna see
How they're takin' our chances
Took our chance
They took our chance
They took our chance
When we're flowing in
The night
When we're scrolling
Tu-ru-tu-ru-tu-tu
They took our chance
They took our chance
They took our chance
When we're scrolling in
The night
When we're scrolling in
The night
When we're scrolling
Writer(s): Matej Smutny, Martin Bukovy, Milan Medek
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