More songs by Naomi Scott
Description
Associated Performer: Naomi Scott
Producer, Engineer, Executive Producer: Lido
Mixing Engineer: Neal Pogue
Mastering Engineer: Chris Gehringer
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Zachary Acosta
Mastering Engineer: Sterling Sound
Lyricist, Composer: Naomi Scott
Composer: Peder Losnegård
Lyrics and translation
Original
She's like an omen.
Knows your hand before you fold it. No need to show her.
Cuts before the act is over.
Is over.
She leaves the bowling. Cuss you out with the windows open. So well spoken.
-Everything she got, she owns it. -She knows it.
She knows it.
And she owns it.
And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
Easy does it. She's the sun and you're the comet.
She'll let you touch it, but not until you reach the summit.
And she knows it.
-She knows it. She knows it.
-And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And
I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away. Easy does it.
She's the sun and you're the comet.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
English translation
She's like an omen.
Knows your hand before you fold it. No need to show her.
Cuts before the act is over.
Is over.
She leaves the bowling. Cuss you out with the windows open. So well spoken.
-Everything she got, she owns it. -She knows it.
She knows it.
And she owns it.
And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
Easy does it. She's the sun and you're the comet.
She'll let you touch it, but not until you reach the summit.
And she knows it.
-She knows it. She knows it.
-And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And
I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away. Easy does it.
She's the sun and you're the comet.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
And ooh, -she got nothing to lose. -Nothing. Really nothing.
And I wish I had more grace in my veins.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.
'Cause I keep on running away, running away, running away, running away.