It’s Getting Harder Songtext
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It’s Getting Harder Songtext
Are you dreaming?
Are you giving away to strangers on a railway?
Born in the year of free giveaways
We′re leaving town, we're going home
And we were reeling in their care
Now we′re getting older in a choir
We go out camping then we break
See them humming, see them come my way
Roll the tides 'cause it might happen you'll never see me
Or the criminals dancing
I′m riding in the canyon where no one survives
Oh, it′s getting harder
Oh, it's getting harder
To stay alive
I see two women vacationing, watching the ice
Oh, sleeping every night
He said we were dreaming of a mad life conceited
See I′m born in the saddle, I'm gone in a wave
Yeah, needless to figure what came in my way
I ride that old feeling of not being even
See them humming, see them come my way
I see new statements from the former government
Holding my gold close to my face
Oh, it′s getting harder
No, it's getting harder
To stay alive
In other days
I hear you singing in the waves
And you′ve carved out two figurines
And placed my dead in the whirlwinds
It's getting harder
No, it's getting harder
To stay alive
Are you giving away to strangers on a railway?
Born in the year of free giveaways
We′re leaving town, we're going home
And we were reeling in their care
Now we′re getting older in a choir
We go out camping then we break
See them humming, see them come my way
Roll the tides 'cause it might happen you'll never see me
Or the criminals dancing
I′m riding in the canyon where no one survives
Oh, it′s getting harder
Oh, it's getting harder
To stay alive
I see two women vacationing, watching the ice
Oh, sleeping every night
He said we were dreaming of a mad life conceited
See I′m born in the saddle, I'm gone in a wave
Yeah, needless to figure what came in my way
I ride that old feeling of not being even
See them humming, see them come my way
I see new statements from the former government
Holding my gold close to my face
Oh, it′s getting harder
No, it's getting harder
To stay alive
In other days
I hear you singing in the waves
And you′ve carved out two figurines
And placed my dead in the whirlwinds
It's getting harder
No, it's getting harder
To stay alive
Writer(s): Pontus Johan Winnberg, Petter Winnberg, Nils Tornqvist, Gustav Ejstes, Amanda Karin Bergman Hollingby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

