Nhạc sĩ: Nina Woodford, Jason Evigan, Lauren Aquilina, Greg Wells
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Satan, ça ne rime à rienLes cartes me glissent des mainsJe me laisse allerJ'en mêle mes lacetsDans l'ombre cachée dans un coinUne bombe au creux de mes mainsMoi, la pierre doréeCœur de verre casséEverything hurts, tell me you turn the light offThe light offWhen you walk alone into the unknownAll your haters knowBreathing and all heart beatingAnd now, the only thing I foundWas losing you, mean losing meI'm lostÇa me trompe et je me révèleJ'étale mes doutes à l'appelIl me resteUn poidsLa lionne au combatÇa me tombe et je me réveilleTrop tard, le rideau se lèveEverything hurts, tell me you turn the light offThe light offWhen you walk alone into the unknownAll your haters knowBreathing and all heart beatingAnd now, the only thing I foundWas losing you, mean losing meI'm lostWaxe, il reste un peuComme ce souvientSi ma folie laisse entrer un douteUne arme ou deuxJuste un sentimentHistoire d'un taillisLa glace, une feuilleUne brise relèveEvery night, every dayT'en es so round and you need meCan't you find, can't you stayT'en es so round and you need meEvery night, every dayT'en es so round and you need meT'en es so round and you need meAnd I'm lostEvery night, every dayT'en es so round and you need meCan't you find, can't you stayT'en es so round and you need meEvery night, every dayT'en es so round and you need meAnd I'm lostT'en es so round and you need meSous-titrage ST' 501
