CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Trapped

I hear who's at the door
Waiting for the moment to
Run back to the shore
You say that we're done, we're through
Then you ask for more
Hoping that I find it too
Pick me off the floor
Making my way back to you

Trapped, in
My head
And I, hurt
Instead

If it's not you
I'd, rather, be alone
If it's not you
I'd, rather, be alone

I hear who's at the door
Waiting for the moment to
Run back to the shore
You say that we're done, we're through
Then you ask for more
Hoping that I find it too
Pick me off the floor
Making my way back to you