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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ben Kweller
Ben Kweller
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ben Kweller
Ben Kweller
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ben Kweller
Ben Kweller
Produzent:in
Ethan Johns
Ethan Johns
Produzent:in

Lyrics

There's no time to phone home
When you're racin' your own time
You contemplate, you gotta wait your own turn
Up the noise
With some poison
With great pose
That you can't compare it to
Or let it scare you through
If everything you do
Is not as smoothly as we planned
You gotta understand
There is more for you
But all you gotta do, ooh, ooh
Is put yourself with the people
They're the ones who make the world spin
Lust in favor, you can win
And you'll take home the gold medallion
And ride the wobbly wave of fame
That is why you came
That is why you
Came to your senses
To feel it out
And try to kill off
Every doubt your mother worries
But no one worries quite like you
And when you start
You must rely on your own heart
'Cause nothin' works the same
Or takes the blame
Or wins the game
With your head and your hands in the pourin' rain
I wanna see you as you are
Like a lonely star
There is more for you
But all you gotta do, ooh, ooh
Is put yourself with the people
They're the ones who make the world spin
Lust in favor, you can win
And you'll take home the gold medallion
And ride the wobbly wave of fame
That is why you came
That is why you came
(You gotta be so strong, you gotta teach your son how to stand up straight)
That is why you came (when you learn how to care and love, how to be yourself)
To be different but the same (but the same)
You came
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Written by: Benjamin Kweller
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