Wrong, it's wrong, so wrong that's not over gone,
It's gone, so go on it can tip over
Even if sometimes the subsoil of dark minds remains
We know also that everything can tip over
Bone, my bones, one bone and flesh under lone,
With none, alone, can breath louder
The taste of the sky, of the wind and sun
Those counted hours, more than anything
And i know you're there, my friends
LES BELLES CHOSES Video (MV)
Performed By: Trunks
Language: English
Written by: Stephane FROMENTIN, Laetitia CHERIF OUAZZANI, Daniel PABOEUF, Florian MARZANO, Regis BOULARD
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Wrong, it's wrong, so wrong that's not over gone,
It's gone, so go on it can tip over
Even if sometimes the subsoil of dark minds remains
We know also that everything can tip over
Bone, my bones, one bone and flesh under lone,
With none, alone, can breath louder
The taste of the sky, of the wind and sun
Those counted hours, more than anything
And i know you're there, my friends
It's gone, so go on it can tip over
Even if sometimes the subsoil of dark minds remains
We know also that everything can tip over
Bone, my bones, one bone and flesh under lone,
With none, alone, can breath louder
The taste of the sky, of the wind and sun
Those counted hours, more than anything
And i know you're there, my friends
Writer: Stephane FROMENTIN, Laetitia CHERIF OUAZZANI, Daniel PABOEUF, Florian MARZANO, Regis BOULARD
Copyright: Lyrics © SHINOBEE
Copyright: Lyrics © SHINOBEE