Текст песни Made in Paris Song on stereo

Will stop.
This album is over.
There’s your turn to change your life
And it’s fine
You gotta decline
And then to revive
You know I won’t allow you fall down

You’ll try to get over this fear.
And your sun will rise.
You feel that the sun will rise.

Hot, scary pain ate my brain
Take all my skin, Take this
You want to believe me
Noway in the hell I stay
Today

Come back, I ask, I pray
Your soul is not alone
It’s early to be gone
It’s not for nothing
The moon has died
But sun is high
You’ll try to feel the while.

Will my thoughts be fest I ask you then
Will my thoughts be fest I ask you

Needle’s out your skin
I’m finally free