Isak Strand & Toe - Theory of Everything

Golden Ticket

I see you talking but I hear you're not listening
Been digging this ditch for a while now
Come on toss me a rope and drag me out
It's burning under my skin burning for a new beginning
I guess what I need is a t-shirt to express how I fell

Come on and move me

Hard to put your finger spot on
Singing while the silence is dancing on my eardrum
Seems dumb to forget about young dreams we had
Travel abroad or inward and onward
I got the golden ticket I got a fist in my pocket
I got the golden ticket I got a fist in my pocket
So I get a good grip and try not to slip away
Yes I get a good grip and try not to slip away

Come on and move me

I got the golden ticket I got a fist in my pocket
I got the golden ticket I got a fist in my pocket

Credits
Writer(s): Andreas Hammarqvist, Isak Strand, Arvid Lundin, Johan Axelsson, Tom Olovsson, Filip Olandersson
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