Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Vices
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Floris van Luijtelaar
Composer
Jonathan Kruizenga
Composer
Mathijs Louwsma
Composer
Simon Bleeker
Composer
Lyrics
We knew we were both trouble
But at least I was still mine
A consequence of self-defence
My heart was on the line
Looking for love on the faces of the people on the street
I'll share until we meet
And then deny we ever met
The right feels wrong the left feels right
We need to make a bet
Looking for love on the faces of thе people on the street
(Oh, I feel)
I fеlt it in my face
A collage of the past
Sat with my own signature
I tried to make it last
I was looking for love on your f-f-f-f-face
And I feel like looking
I feel like, look what you found
Oh, I feel like looking
I feel we're looking for faces, oh
Surrounded by strangers
Not sure who I am, too
My walls protect the things of which
I'm not sure
There's a puddle on the streets
And the streets have bent my knees
And the walls can talk, and talk, and talk
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I feel it, my face is becoming less faded
I feel it, my face is becoming less faded
I know we're all trouble
But at least we're not in line
I feel it, my face is becoming less faded
(Oh, I feel)
And I feel like looking
I feel like, look what you found
Oh, I feel like looking
I feel we're looking for faces
Oh, I feel like looking
I feel like, look what you found
Oh, I feel like looking
I feel we're looking for faces, oh yeah
Try to make it better
Talking 'bout the weather
Heartfelt intuition
Grow but still don't fit in
Minister the soil
Double face, be loyal
Heartfelt intuition
Grow but still don't fit in
Writer(s): Floris Van Luijtelaar
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