〈Verse 1〉
My God, what time is it? What time is it?
My God, what time is it?
I see posters on the walls, unknown walls
My eardrums are crackling
I can’t move, my body is anesthetized
My God, what time is it?
〈Pre-Chorus〉
My God, what time is it?
What time is it?
What time is it?
〈Chorus〉
I feel held in your arms
Arms that I don’t know
I feel myself held tight to you
A you I don’t know
Yes, I’m held in your arms
Arms that I don’t know
Yes, I’m held tight to you
A you I don’t know
〈Verse 2〉
When I’m trying to recall the party
I’m missing chapters in the story
I feel like my flesh has been tasted
I see glasses that maybe I was forced to drink
I see film images printed on my retina
I’m not sure of anything anymore
〈Pre-Chorus〉
My God, what time is it?
What time is it?
What time is it?
〈Chorus〉
I feel held in your arms
Arms that I don’t know
I feel mysеlf held tight to you
A you I don’t know
I feel held in your arms
Arms that I don’t know
I feel tight, pleasе
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Quelle heure est-il Lyrics – Bilal Hassani