holding the needle We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands That's how it was on the first day We saw Paris in flames
holding the needle We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands Thats how it was on the first day We saw Paris in Flames
翻訳: 木曜日. パリの炎.
CHORUS 1: We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands That's how it was on the first day When we saw Paris in flames
