Radio (feat. The American English)
Stuck in this town
And you can't get out
You're caught in the same
Situation again
And you're spinning around
To the same old sound
You hear your name
But you don't feel the same
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
Walk away
You don't have to stay
They're playing the game
Without taking the blame
You can let them say
Silence isn't the way
But you and I know
So don't let it show
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
And I sat up late every single night
Talked about how life keeps on passing by
And a voice came through said, "We've still got time"
My radio
Growing up I recall every single show
Never judged who you are or where you want to go
We threw our caution to the winds outside
Your hand in mine with our heads to the sky
The kids today may never know those times
My radio
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
And I sat up late every single night
Talked about how life keeps on passing by
And a voice came through said, "We've still got so much time"
On my radio
My radio
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
And you can't get out
You're caught in the same
Situation again
And you're spinning around
To the same old sound
You hear your name
But you don't feel the same
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
Walk away
You don't have to stay
They're playing the game
Without taking the blame
You can let them say
Silence isn't the way
But you and I know
So don't let it show
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
And I sat up late every single night
Talked about how life keeps on passing by
And a voice came through said, "We've still got time"
My radio
Growing up I recall every single show
Never judged who you are or where you want to go
We threw our caution to the winds outside
Your hand in mine with our heads to the sky
The kids today may never know those times
My radio
Now it ain't real what you're running from
You can run the risk while air fills your lungs
We can hang our hopes on our favourite song
My radio
And I sat up late every single night
Talked about how life keeps on passing by
And a voice came through said, "We've still got so much time"
On my radio
My radio
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
On the radio (Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Sinclair, Colin Bennett, Josh Dally, Matt Thomson, Max Lynedoch Graham, Ollie Wride
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