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White Lies
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White Lies

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Farewell to the Fairground
(White Lies)


[2009]
Album: To Lose My Life…
To Lose My Life
I love the feeling when we lift up
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings
If we suddenly fall should I scream out?
Or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth as I'm crying
So frightened of dying
Relax yes I'm trying
But fears got a hold on me

Yes, this fears got a hold on me..

I love the quiet of the night time
When the sun is drown in a deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speed from
The sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which road we take
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake and when I see a new day
Who's driving this anyway
I picture my own grave
cause fears got a hold on me

Yes this fears got a hold on me..

Floating neither up or down I wonder when I hit the ground
Will the earth beneath my body shake
and cast your sleeping hearts awake
could it tremble stars from moonlit skies
could it drag a tear from your cold eyes
I live on the right side I sleep on the left
That's why everythin' is got to be love or death

Yes this fears got a hold on me..

envoyé par giorgio - 20/10/2010 - 08:14




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