Paroles: Sweetbox. Chyna Girl.

Lies on my breath,
I am drowning in my dread
The wind is getting strong
The wind is getting stronger?

There?s no second chance
Once the devils make you dance
The sky is getting dark
The sky is getting dark

Can?t you see,
Can?t you see
We were never meant to be
It?s no secret
That I?m your Chyna Girl?
Don?t you know,
Don?t you know
That it?s time for me to go
It?s no secret
That I?m your Chyna Girl?

No turning back
No questions left to ask
The tide is getting high
The tide is getting higher

I?m not afraid
I decided on this fate
It?s time to face the storm
It?s time to face the storm

(bridge)
You live you learn
And right now my scarlet letter burns
But I won?t hide
I?ll face what?s mine