Tu aimes alors tu tires, idées fixes avant de t’endormir
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
Le goût du vice en toi s’immisce
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
J’ai souvent comme l’intuition, d’être ta nouvelle addiction
Bien souvent la foule perd la raison d’être c’est de la fiction
Je n’ai, je n’ai plus qu’à courir, le goût du crime en toi s’immisce
Tu veux, tu veux me voir mourir
Pas peur dеs cris, des bruits de tir
Bien au contrairе ils m’attirent
Tu aimes alors tu tires, idées fixes avant de t’endormir
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
Le goût du vice en toi s’immisce
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
J’aime ce goût de silver
Une odeur de sang, hello docteur
Ne fais pas ton cinéma, tu n’aimes que ça, que ça
Tu aimes alors tu tires, idées fixes avant de t’endormir
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
Le goût du vice en toi s’immisce
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
Tu aimes alors tu tires, tu aimes, tu aimes alors tu tires
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Tir Lyrics English
You then like you shoot, fixed ideas before you fall asleep
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
The taste of vice in you interferes
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
I often have intuition, to be your new addiction
Very often the crowd loses the reason for being it is fiction
I have, I just have to run, the taste of crime in you interferes
You want, you want to see me die
Not afraid of cries, shooting noises
Well in contrair they attract me
You then like you shoot, fixed ideas before you fall asleep
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
The taste of vice in you interferes
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
I like this taste of silver
A smell of blood, hello doctor
Do not do your cinema, you only like that, that
You then like you shoot, fixed ideas before you fall asleep
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
The taste of vice in you interferes
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
You like you then shoot, you like, you like so you shoot
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Novaé Lita Lyrics – Tir