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Description
World of Walker, Season One: Rise of the Drones
Programmer, Producer: Alan Walker
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Dave Kutch
Assistant Mixing Engineer: Chris Galland
Recording Engineer: Nate Miles
Mixing Engineer: Manny Marroquin
Producer: Kasper
Lyricist, Composer: Alan Walker
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Lyricist, Composer: Gunnar Greve
Lyricist, Composer: Jesper Borgen
Lyricist, Composer: Mats Lie Skåre
Lyricist, Composer: Phoebe Ryan
Lyricist, Composer: Sarah Blanchard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Try to fall in line and give it all to get through all the growing pains and lonely nights awake. Oh, I realize
I'll never see the people we could be, and they look at us like we can never change. They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens.
Let's just run far from the feeling.
Here's to us making a getaway. Let's get so far gone they won't believe it.
Three, two, one, countdown to freedom.
Here's to us making a getaway.
We've done everything to censor all the hatred.
All the shades of black and blue, they start to fade.
Oh, we take the colors in our minds and place them in a line, and it's looking like a moment to escape.
They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens.
Let's just run far from the feeling. Here's to us making a getaway. Making a getaway.
Let's get so far gone they won't believe it. Three, two, one, countdown to freedom.
Here's to us making a getaway.
They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens.
Let's just run far from the feeling. Here's to us making a getaway. Making a getaway.
Let's get so far gone they won't believe it. Three, two, one, countdown to freedom.
Here's to us making a getaway.