1. Too Much Distortion
paroles
If you opened your eyes,
You could see my smile.
Your pinky watch should stop
In front of number nine,
To let you enough time,
Rest your mind.
Your breath is getting so sweet
That it strokes my cheek.
Silence floods the room.
Ticktock looks like boom-boom.
A great hypnotic sound,
To write a new song,
I play with the shadows,
I beat on the pillows,
I become euphoric
Before I fall asleep.
refrain
I feel too much distortion,
Among these waves around,
I need your hand.
Silence floods the room.
Ticktock looks like boom-boom.
A great hypnotic sound,
To write a new song,
I play with the shadows,
I beat on the pillows.
I become euphoric
Before I fall asleep.
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