Don't make me decide Just what to do with you and we're on our way tonight We dance with the left to the right We stomp with the left, We dance with the
Your mouth it speaks with the subtle disconnection between open doors with subtle observations but these symptoms of each sickness are in a line from
Do you remember the time? we were sitting in that blood stained room for you? and you turned to me, and you said... how broken bones, they turn you on
Traduction: De aphonie. Elle fonctionne sur l'alcool.
Traduction: De aphonie. Une déconnexion Subtile.
Traduction: De aphonie. Blackout Conversation.
Traduction: De aphonie. Fate Loves The Fearless.
Traduction: De aphonie. Mieux gauche non reconnus.
Traduction: De aphonie. Si j'avais le moyen ....
Don't make me decide Just what to do with you and we're on our way tonight We dance with the left to the right We stomp with the left, We dance with
Dispair comes in armies of coincidence. The victims caste aside in the endless qualification of life. Our values have been misconstrewed and misplaced
Tell me, this doesn't matter one more time. And that this doesn't mean a fucking thing as you sit back and do nothing to make it better (and say) no
To try again and wash away every defeat even when all hope seems lost. Cause I know how that feels and I know how much it can hurt. But it takes the
How many times have we fallen without even knowing to pick ourselves back up? and you still may not even know and you still may not even try. But as
Won't let this life pass me by. Won't let my dreams slip away. Cuz with each moment that I waste is another second that can't be replaced. Holding on