Paroles de la chanson Salt par Daine
Paroles de la chanson Salt par Daine
[daine]
You clean your teeth before you bite
Why is it me you have to spite?
I gave in, my flag's white
And suddenly you're so contrite
[Oliver Sykes, daine]
I used to draw hearts 'round your name
Now I just draw blood to face another day
(Without you by my side to pull my heart)
And you know I'm not one to make a scene
(The bitter taste of kerosene)
But I'm gonna love to see you scream
[daine & Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts
You clean your teeth before you bite
Why is it me you have to spite?
I gave in, my flag's white
And suddenly you're so contrite
[Oliver Sykes, daine]
I used to draw hearts 'round your name
Now I just draw blood to face another day
(Without you by my side to pull my heart)
And you know I'm not one to make a scene
(The bitter taste of kerosene)
But I'm gonna love to see you scream
[daine & Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts
Tears make up my blood now
Twist the knife in my gut
To break all my trust
[daine, Oliver Sykes]
I thought the worst was over
Thought you held me like a lover
Star-crossed in the middle of summer
Torn apart like the paper that I'd draw on
Never thought we'd be so self-serving
Breaking me down to nothing
[daine & Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts
Tears make up my blood now
Twist the knife in my gut
To break all my trust
Twist the knife in my gut
To break all my trust
[daine, Oliver Sykes]
I thought the worst was over
Thought you held me like a lover
Star-crossed in the middle of summer
Torn apart like the paper that I'd draw on
Never thought we'd be so self-serving
Breaking me down to nothing
[daine & Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts
Tears make up my blood now
Twist the knife in my gut
To break all my trust
[ daine & Oliver Sykes]
You pull the same thing every night
Why do we still have to fight?
I gave up, my flag's white
Just to pretend we're alright
[daine, Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts, is this what we really want?
Tears make up my blood now, all of this, not my fault
Twist the knife in my gut to think, you gave me the time
To break all my trust, drained all the blood from my heart
You pull the same thing every night
Why do we still have to fight?
I gave up, my flag's white
Just to pretend we're alright
[daine, Oliver Sykes]
Pouring salt in my cuts, is this what we really want?
Tears make up my blood now, all of this, not my fault
Twist the knife in my gut to think, you gave me the time
To break all my trust, drained all the blood from my heart
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