More songs by Elephanz
Description
Producer: Maxime Verleysen
Producer: Jonathan Verleysen
Producer: Luc Blanchot
Composer: Maxime Verleysen
Composer: Jonathan Verleysen
Lyricist: Maxime Verleysen
Lyricist: Jonathan Verleysen
Lyrics and translation
Original
Shoes that I use, feel like I'm the dog and that I remember where I'm going to. Dreams down the drain, nothing in the forensic shows.
I was there when people wanted to.
Things are gonna be just fine, why do I feel so low?
I fear of missing out.
I let it go for quite some time and I regret it so.
Oh, blinking, flashing, neon's off the edge, it's never for your own good. Hear me, trust me, focus on the road.
Put those stickers up, you should.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love. Where is she now? That's the thousand-ton question.
I remember how much you liked the wood. After all, feel like an NPC dude,
I long and angered, and I'm kind of rude. Things are gonna be just fine, why do
I feel so low?
I fear of missing out. I let it go for quite some time and I regret it so.
Oh, blinking, flashing, neon's off the edge, it's never for your own good.
Hear me, trust me, focus on the road.
Put those stickers up, you should.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love!
English translation
Shoes that I use, feel like I'm the dog and that I remember where I'm going to. Dreams down the drain, nothing in the forensic shows.
I was there when people wanted to.
Things are gonna be just fine, why do I feel so low?
I fear of missing out.
I let it go for quite some time and I regret it so.
Oh, blinking, flashing, neon's off the edge, it's never for your own good. Hear me, trust me, focus on the road.
Put those stickers up, you should.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love. Where is she now? That's the thousand-ton question.
I remember how much you liked the wood. After all, feel like an NPC dude,
I long and angered, and I'm kind of rude. Things are gonna be just fine, why do
I feel so low?
I fear of missing out. I let it go for quite some time and I regret it so.
Oh, blinking, flashing, neon's off the edge, it's never for your own good.
Hear me, trust me, focus on the road.
Put those stickers up, you should.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love.
Follow your love.
You should follow your love!