CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Opiate

Oh this perfume, must be something sacred
To linger after you, like it do
This scent's been buried where I head
Pretend to forget but it still feels like you


I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
I thought I left you behind
I must be losing my mind

Sleep much longer than I did before
Though haunted dreams are evermore
Bless these angels hanging over my head
Still as a tomb though I'm scared instead

I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
I thought I left you behind
I must be losing my mind

I must be losing my mind
I must be losing my mind
Oh you left so much behind

I must be losing my mind, Oh