You live like you're leading a procession You talk like you're bored of making decisions You walk like you made of fast impression And you take like I stole your every possession
Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back
We have great fears, no tears to remember Devote yourself, promote yourself into heaven You must, you should, you could but you'll never Don't look back, you let all the sacred get severed
Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back
The spinning wheel of the winning field You're the spinning wheel of the winning field The spinning wheel of the winning field You're the spinning wheel of the winning field
Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back Oh, I'll always come back
Compositores: Toby Simon Butler, Oliver Robert Betts, Luke Benjamin Ford, Rosemary Sadie Louise Liela Moss ECAD: Obra #6296568 Fonograma #13262328