Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kevin Klein
Kevin Klein
Leadgesang
Abby Gundersen
Abby Gundersen
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Kevin Klein
Kevin Klein
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Kevin Klein
Kevin Klein
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Songteksten

Tell me now honey where do I go?
I've lost my head on spinning wheel
Where nothing feels right and nothing feels real
Gucci guilt running round my neck
If I could go back and erase you from me
A moonlight kiss on the sidestreets.
Two tangled wills that break from afar
3 years now how'd we get this far?
When all the colors of the mountaintops
They remind me of a love I've lost
With no shadow of a helping hand
And no comfort of a master plan
Just a floating thought,
In a furtive box
So tell me now friend oh where do we go?
My minds on you in the years first snow
Brooklyn Bridge, in a future bed
A daydream in and we're there again
Saying fuck it all now, and give me those lips
A single hit from a love drug trip
Smell of smoke in ride-share car
Backseat storm tearing us apart
Good god, I think I need some space
And find myself somewhere in the outer straits
With the sand and smell of sea salt air
Before a time we really knew or cared
Of a time bomb war
Left behind the door
Written by: Kevin Klein
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