Mes jambes répondent à peine..
Ma tête veut exploser..
J'écoute la même chanson depuis hum, 2 jours.
Je veux mon Roadtrip..j'espère m'y rendre.
Je suis fatigué, épuisé..
Je veux du Soleil, je veux du Rhum n Coke, des amis, un BbQ
Je veux me réveiller.. me rendre compte que tout ça c'est un mauvais rêve
Je veux pas mourir.. je sais que j'ai dis le contraire bien souvent... mais maintenant je ne veux plus.
Chaque fois que je me couche.. je vois le chiffre 70 partout...
70% de chance d'y rester à chaque fois... mais je m'accroche sur le 30... le petit 30, il est là au moins.
J'ai peur...
J'ai mal..
What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet, like the snow.
And I know this isn't much but,
I know I could I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it;
Selflessness.
Find your way into my heart.
All stars could be brighter.
All hearts could be warmer.
What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet, like the snow.
Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know I could I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it;
Selflessness.
Find your way into my arms.
All stars could be brighter.
All hearts could be warmer.
What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet, like the snow.
And I know this isn't much but,
I know I could I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it;
Selflessness.
Find your way into my heart.
All stars could be brighter.
All hearts could be warmer.
What would it take for things to be quiet?
Quiet, like the snow.
Are we meant to be empty handed?
I know I could I could be better.
I don't think I deserve it;
Selflessness.
Find your way into my arms.
All stars could be brighter.
All hearts could be warmer.
What would it take for things to be quiet?