Last point, you have sowed without ringing
Some points of interrogation
I spend my time climbing
All these, mountains of questions
You my beauty, my addiction
I replay our score
I cut the refrains
Where you say that I'm guilty
I put my false notes on the table
If you return
Forget at least the words that brake us
Let's do the empty space before the coup it's full
Take the hand, I mean mine
Let's do the full space to run away from pain
If your heart has brutal breaks
Me the animal I hold my breath
I countdown, I wait for your return into my, all my states of love
Into my, all my states of love
Into my states
Basically, I'm a bit pyromaniac
I burn of so many questions
I promise you that if you find the flame
I turn off your hesitations
I make films in black and white
I'll have the lover Oscar
Of the lost soul
I prefer greatly the story
Where you hug me aimlessly
I redo the scene
Forget at least the words that brake us
Let's do the empty space before the coup it's full
Take the hand, I mean mine
Let's do the full space to run away from pain
If your heart has brutal breaks
Me the animal I hold my breath
I countdown, I wait for your return into my, all my states of love
Into my, all my states of love
Into my states
If your heart has brutal breaks
Me the animal I hold my breath
I countdown, I wait for your return into my, all my states of love