Home
Top Artistes
Top Paroles
Ajouter Paroles
Contact
menu
search
Contactez-nous
Artiste:
Ellie Goulding
Titre:
Tessellate
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
Bite chunks out of me You’re a shark and I’m swimming My heart still thumps as I bleed And all your friends come sniffing Triangles are my favorite shape Three points where two lines meet Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go, my love; it’s very late ‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate Go alone my flower And keep my whole lovely you Wild green stones alone my lover And keep us on my heart Three guns and one goes off One’s empty, one’s not quick enough One burn, one red, one grin Search the graves while the camera spins Chunks of you will sink down to seals Blubber rich in mourning, they’ll nosh you up Yes, they’ll nosh the love away but it’s fair to say You will still haunt me Triangles are my favorite shape Three points where two lines meet Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go my love; it’s very late ‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate Bite chunks out of me You’re a shark and I’m swimming My heart still thumps as I bleed And all your friends come sniffing Triangles are my favorite shape Three points where two lines meet Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go, my love; it’s very late ‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate Go alone my flower And keep my whole lovely you Wild green stones alone my lover And keep us on my heart Three guns and one goes off One’s empty, one’s not quick enough One burn, one red, one grin Search the graves while the camera spins Chunks of you will sink down to seals Blubber rich in mourning, they’ll nosh you up Yes, they’ll nosh the love away but it’s fair to say You will still haunt me Triangles are my favorite shape Three points where two lines meet Toe to toe, back to back, let’s go my love; it’s very late ‘Til morning comes, let’s tessellate