Paroles de Mars
Words & Music by Ala Ghawas“Only then was she free to grow, only then was he free to know.”
Hey, fool of mine. Can you see my face?
I set your bridge on fire because of your bloody last name
And I would trade your head for another bad love to fuel my flame
But I'm far from the final aim
Far from losing this game
Far from having you framed
Far from the ocean of madness that crowned our fame
“I buried you alive, you buried me alive.”
Your face has the flair for a perfect plot
There, you mute the world around me and say:
“You’re a wet dream in my bed and your blood keeps my roses red.”
So you govern the light for your chessman
Am I your chosen chessman, my love?
My soul is locked
My brain is fucked
And I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do, love
I set your bridge on fire because of your bloody last name
And I would trade your head for another bad love to fuel my flame
But I'm far from the final aim
Far from losing this game
Far from having you framed
Far from the ocean of madness that crowned our fame
“I buried you alive, you buried me alive.”
Your face has the flair for a perfect plot
There, you mute the world around me and say:
“You’re a wet dream in my bed and your blood keeps my roses red.”
So you govern the light for your chessman
Am I your chosen chessman, my love?
My soul is locked
My brain is fucked
And I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do, love
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