Paroles de 030

I think we match perfectly in ignorance When love is like the sky above Black, dark and cold so apparent yet so alone And when we fall from our high thrones The king is dead and queen controlled The hell we belong to becomes our homes with you promises turning gray and old You've thrown the world away So when we dissapear again No one will miss a thing Not you, and not me And when we fall from our high thrones The king is dead and queen controlled The hell we belong to becomes our homes with you promises turning gray and old And when we fall from our high thrones The king is dead and queen controlled The hell we belong to becomes our homes with you promises turning gray and old