CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Used (Anniversary Mix 2020)

I am the unclean
The black drop at the bottom of your cup
You'd better drink or throw me up
'Cause I'm on your lip and tongue
God I'm not yours as much as you are mine
So let me in to be your lung
Just breathe me deep and take another sip
So still a taste so sweet but so bitter the kill

Still on your lip
You are so close
I'll let you come
Between my legs you are closer death than sun
And I'm not your daughter as much as you're my son
I'll let you come
In my mouth on your lip
So ready and thirsty for the next sip
You let me in, I let you come
I'd never let you down
You let me win, I let you drown

Getting used to pain, getting used to pain
Getting used to pain, getting used to
Getting used to pain, getting used to pain
Getting used to pain, getting