Lyrics: Marcus Billström
Music: Marcus Billström
Story's all the same, a little faster every day, never feeling who we really are.
Our dreams are all the same, a little more more every day never knowing where the hell we are.
Your smile, put away for my safe keeping, bring it out when my soul is weeping
This is how you win, steal away and mind your own
And not as we do, only as we say
And this if for when you lose, grape and grain your eyes will drain
It'll firmly lead you right astray
Your smile, put away for my safe keeping, bring it out when my soul is weeping