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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Milk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Nunn
Composer
M. Ayling
Composer
D. Le Gresley
Composer
L. Ayling
Composer
Lyrics
I keep my temper buried
Brooding in my sleep
That's here I'm free to scream about the sadness that I keep
And the nightmares feed the nightmares
And the mornings I can't bare
Cos now when I'm finished screaming I wake and you're not there
As strange as it seems I'm the colors in between wanderlust
I guess it's wanderlust
But the more I get to know the more I have to go wanderlust
Aah wanderlust, I guess its wanderlust
Aah wanderlust, I guess its wanderlust, wanderlust
You saved me from my father when he was at his worst
Gave me your bed to hide in
But when the roles got reversed
I dug another get away
But the real hole of despair
Its left inside my shallow heart now that your not there
As strange as it seems I'm the colors in between wanderlust
I guess it's wanderlust
But the more I get to know the more I have to go wanderlust
Aah wanderlust, I guess its wanderlust
Aah wanderlust, I guess its wanderlust, wanderlust
Writer(s): Jason Quenneville, Ahmad Balshe, Albert C. J. Berth Tamaela, Abel Tesfaye, Selfia Musmin, Danny Schofield, Joseph Brady Bostani
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