Runs in the Family
Hit the high road
To the old slopes
Packed like sardines in the Volvo
Three asleep in the back seat
Sippin' Queen and instant coffee
Just chattin
Top Cabin
People stare at how loud we're laughing
Their loss, missing out on the party
The only one way I can be
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Grab your red coat
For the first snow
Still got a little space in the backrow
Funny how just that quickly
I'm the one stirring Nestle
And you're just like
I once was
Feet up and talking my ear off
I heard it runs in the family
The only one way we can be
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, oh it runs
Yeah it runs in my family
To the old slopes
Packed like sardines in the Volvo
Three asleep in the back seat
Sippin' Queen and instant coffee
Just chattin
Top Cabin
People stare at how loud we're laughing
Their loss, missing out on the party
The only one way I can be
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Grab your red coat
For the first snow
Still got a little space in the backrow
Funny how just that quickly
I'm the one stirring Nestle
And you're just like
I once was
Feet up and talking my ear off
I heard it runs in the family
The only one way we can be
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
I spill my guts in a place where
There's no such thing as an overshare
In the country
Home of the big dreams
One fall, one call and they'll be there
On the next train out just to stroke your hair
And they tell me it runs in the family
Runs in the, runs in the family
Runs in the, oh it runs
Yeah it runs in my family
Credits
Writer(s): Emma Johanna Svensson, Bergkvist Ebba Maerta Elisabeth
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