Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Chris Kläfford
Stimme und Gesang
Eli Beaird
Bass
mike harris
Gitarre
Elliott Blaufuss
Tasteninstrumente
Tim Bruns
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chris Kläfford
Komponist:in
Henry Brill
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Kläfford
Produzent:in
Henry Brill
Produzent:in
Owen Lewis
Mischtechniker:in
Richard Dowling
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
That's a big old town, but it's full of liars
Men in suits sell water 'fore they run their fires
So many lights, you can't see the stars
And so many bars pourin' hope for broken hearts
Believe in the priests who think that God is gone
If you're wondering what I'm runnin' from
When I was young, I couldn't sing without Jesus
Now, I'm not sure if if I'm a believer
It's hard to tell 'tween faith and fear
So these old hands haven't seen a prayer for years
Try to save my soul with a Sunday song
If you're wondering what I'm runnin' from
I'm afraid of love 'cause I'm afraid of fallin'
So I can never give what you really wanted
You can't fail if you never try
And you can't get burned if you never play with fire
But the memory of her is never gone
If you're wondering what I'm runnin' from
So pour one more for this lonely rambler
Who is too afraid to be a high-stakes gambler
I wear my story on my skin
But what you don't see is the black dog followin'
It's been right behind me all along
Maybe it's me that I'm runnin' from
It's been right behind me all along
Oh, maybe it's me that I'm runnin' from
Writer(s): Henry John Brill, Christopher Mikael Klafford Sjogren
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