There's nothing left for you here but some weirdness that grows
There's nothing left for you here but some sorrow that goes
There's nothing left for you here but some weirdness that grows
There's nothing left for you here but some sorrow that goes
Watch her was the river, you're so your face into its dream
Flash as the silver, rivers of blood are floating any less
Switchin' the bottle, he'll never be the one that he looks.
' it shut it down and then we all die.
There's nothing left for you here but some weirdness that grows
There's nothing left for you here but some weirdness that grows
There's nothing left for you here nothing at all
There's nothing left for you here nothing at all.
Watch her was the river, you're so your face into its dream
Watchthere was an answer you had its . into her dreams
Down you're just a . somebody says, somebody's free
Flasher the silver, rivers of blood are floating .
Switchin' the part now, it will never be the one that you love
River of Pfifers, I'm gonna . for box
.look over he can't feel a thing anymore
.the old cries, you have a turn every line
And shut it down and we all die, all die, all die, all die,
All die, all die, all die, all die, all die, all die, all die, all die.
Writer(s): Nicolas Langlois, Arnaud Roulin, Nicolas Villebrun, Vincent Taeger, Laurent Bardainne
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