Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mock Surprise
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tamás Tóth-Fábián
Songwriter:in
Attila-Botond Rázmán
Songwriter:in
Dávid-Csongor Molnár
Songwriter:in
László Tibor Rigó
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I laugh at how I used to wait
For the perfect time to come
I stayed dumb during the day
I wonder why I'm scared to sing along
Her mother's funeral was a wake-up call
Scramble to get ready for the sky to fall
I keep buying forks and knives at the shopping mall
Gotta learn to cook in the time I've got
I will try my best
I know that I'm up next, I'll say my lines
Think of all the parties that I missed
I hope it's not too late to apologise
I keep getting driven insane
Every single day
Someone is about to get blamed
I'm not at risk because I'm grieving
Your mother's funeral was a wake-up call
Scramble to get ready for the sky to fall
I keep buying soap and bleach at the shopping mall
Gotta learn to clean in the time I've got
I wanna wake up one day
Without the fear
Of how I'll feel
That special day, that special day
I wanna wake up one day
Without the fear
Of how I'll feel
That special day, that special day
I wanna wake up one day
Without the fear
Of how I'll feel
That special day, that special day
I wanna wake up one day
Without the fear
Without the need to not wake up one day
It's drawing near
It's drawing near
My father's funeral was a wake-up call
I could never get quite ready for the sky to fall
I kept buying paperweights at the shopping mall
The time to learn has passed
And the weights I have I'll have to bear on my chest
My father's funeral was a wake-up call
I could never get quite ready for the sky to fall
I kept buying paperweights at the shopping mall
The time to learn has passed
And the weights I have I'll have to bear on my chest
On my father's funeral
Written by: Attila-Botond Rázmán, Dávid-Csongor Molnár, László Tibor Rigó, Tamás Tóth-Fábián