White Lies - Death (Дневники вампира 1х1) | Текст песни

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• White Lies
• Death (Дневники вампира 1х1)

I love the feeling when we lift off
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds outside my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings
If we suddenly fall should I scream out
Or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth
As I'm crying so frightened of dying
Relax yes I'm trying but fear's got a hold on me

Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me

I love the quiet of the night time
When the sun has drowned in a deathly sea
I can feel my heart beating as I speak from
the sense of time catching up with me
The sky set out like a pathway
But who decides which route we take?
As people drift into a dream world
I close my eyes as my hands shake
and when I see a new day
Whose driving the same way
I picture my own grave
This fear's got a hold on me

Yes, this fear's got a hold on me
Yes, this fear's got a hold on me

Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me

Floating neither up or down I wonder when I hit the ground
Will the earth beneath my body shake and cast your sleeping hearts awake?
Could it tremble stars from moonlit skies
Could it drag a tear from your cold eyes
I live on the right side I sleep on the left
That's why everything's got to be alive or dead

Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me
Yes this fear's got a hold on me