Producer: Stan Vreeken/Marieke Smit/Jasper Slijderink
Lyrics: Marieke Smit
Music: Marieke Smit
You called the game I played the part
Keep on running
Ain’t that some mistake
No giving in no heart to heart
Keep ‘em coming
Haven’t been out for days
You’re out on the run
I’m slowly losing my way
Out on the run
And your game is too cold to play
I need to get myself going
And get the hell out of here
I hold it in you hold out
Keep on running
Ain’t that some mistake
You booked a ticket to the south
Keep ‘em coming
Haven’t been out for days
You’re out on the run
I’m slowly losing my way
Out on the run
And your game is too cold to play
I need to get myself going
And get the hell out of here
I need to get myself going
And get the hell out of here
I need to get myself going
And get the hell out of here
Who do you think you are?
I’m running in circles
You bought a ticket to the south
Enough is enough
I hold it in you hold out
Who do you think you are?
I need to get myself going
And get the hell out