The french lines are the hardest to understand even though french is my main language. I'm sure theres still some mistakes.
Freedom to finally taste all that I have been chasing
And now that it's here
Not amused, dear, at just how much time I am wasting
But the nights we stayed up all too late
The red and white stripes, they would blend
Them warm, washed-out lips
Ripped magazines to you
Is all I could send
Troubled heart folded
And deviled right over
Mon cœur si fort
Perdu tout pouvoir
The french lines are the hardest to understand even though french is my main language. I'm sure theres still some mistakes.
Freedom to finally taste all that I have been chasing And now that it's here Not amused, dear, at just how much time I am wasting But the nights we stayed up all too late The red and white stripes, they would blend Them warm, washed-out lips Ripped magazines to you Is all I could send
Troubled heart folded And deviled right over Mon cœur si fort Perdu tout pouvoir
(??) avec moi, avec toi, avec coeur, Avec (??) Ma tête, ma langue, Mes oreilles étaient toujours remplies Mais les histoires et chansons de la perte d'innocence M'ont tellement hantées Que j'ai remis mes mains dans mes poches Et ma langue dans ma propre tête
Troubled heart folded And deviled right over Mon cœur si fort Perdu tout pouvoir
Make wrong things right And get down to the level 'Cause bad things just aren't bigger than you