歌词
Wallow in
This spell
Paint green
In twelves
No longer am i amused
To th voices that yell
I can bounce for myself
If only I could think out loud
Of that loud
Main to belt
Instable
Unwell
Intraging in levels
That I can't have
Dragging through
This draft
Cleaning to
The proud
When will it kiss you
My conscience
And my vouce
I wont stand in your cute
How bothering when it shall ...
But it's bring on bad news
If only I could think out loud
Of that loud
Main to bell
Unstable
Unwell
Intraging in levels
That I can't have
Ooooh
Ooooh
Ooooh
Eh eh eh
Je ne suis sur de pas grand chose, je l'ai fait à l'oreille