Imprimer - Paroles Mania

Better get down
'Cause the streets are poppin', oh yeah
High in the sky
I can see you’re bobbin your head
Keys on the table
Nobody’s looking, oh yeah

I found you waiting there

Better get down
'Cause the kids are comin', oh yeah
High on the bend
And the bees are buzzing again
Don’t make a sound
Don't mess around
They’re comin', oh yeah
And then-
We’ll burn them down

I feel the night
Surround
Enveloping without a sound
It comes around to gather me
And falls apart to let me go
Like a wave upon the sea
I found you there
I found you there
Until-

Better get down
'Cause the bombs are dropping again
Stand on the glass table
And kick your’e out of your head

I feel the night
Surround
Enveloping without a sound
It comes around to gather me
And falls apart to let me go
Like a wave upon the sea
I found you there
I found you there
Until

It falls apart to let me go
It falls apart to let me go

And there we were

From Paroles Mania