Sors De Ma Tête
Ryan Downey
GENRE Kaleidoscope horizon
Cut through me, you diamond
My night-long crave cycle
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma tête, j'étais ici le premier
Can’t read you, no words left
All hotel, no exit
Spent weeks in hours
My hunger devoured
No freedom from dreaming
With your eyes on the back of my eyes
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma têtе, j'étais ici le premier
Gonе are the sounds of the tender and meek
Gone is the touch of the finger to cheek
Sifting through the shadows for the seven degrees
Tryna get an angle, tryna get an angle
Oh baby, I need you to leave me
But your eyes are burning
My eyes burning
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma tête
Cut through me, you diamond
My night-long crave cycle
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma tête, j'étais ici le premier
Can’t read you, no words left
All hotel, no exit
Spent weeks in hours
My hunger devoured
No freedom from dreaming
With your eyes on the back of my eyes
Your eyes on the back of my eyes
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma têtе, j'étais ici le premier
Gonе are the sounds of the tender and meek
Gone is the touch of the finger to cheek
Sifting through the shadows for the seven degrees
Tryna get an angle, tryna get an angle
Oh baby, I need you to leave me
But your eyes are burning
My eyes burning
No sleep, no think, no speak, no fair
Sors de ma tête
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