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Artiste:
ROSÉ
Titre:
Too Bad For Us
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And it crept up on us In the way that it does And the moment disappeared In the desert of us All our tears turned to dust Now the roses don't grow here I guess that love does what it wants And that's just too bad for us Was it all just slight of hand Another trick that fate has played on us again Two heads in the sand I hear you talking but I just can't understand Caught in no man's land Between the wires Coming under friendly fire Can't go forward Can't go back again And it crept up on us In the way that it does And the moment disappeared In the desert of us All our tears turned to dust Now the roses don't grow here I guess that love does what it wants And that's just too bad for us Flying high with both eyes closed Almost touched the sun I guess we got too close Now I'm dancing on my own But the music's not as good when you're alone Caught in no man's land Between the wires Coming under friendly fire Can't go forward Can't go back again And it crept up on us In the way that it does And the moment disappeared In the desert of us All our tears turned to dust Now the roses don't grow here I guess that love does what it wants And that's just too bad for us We wanna talk but we don't wanna listen We play pretend but we both know it's missing If love burns too bright it burns out in a minute At least that's what I tell myself We wanna talk but we don't wanna listen We play pretend but we both know it's missing If love burns too bright it burns out in a minute At least that's what I tell myself And it crept up on us In the way that it does And the moment disappeared In the desert of us All our tears turned to dust Now the roses don't grow here I guess that love does what it wants And that's just too bad for us