Accueil  💃🎤 Paroles de chanson Française et Internationnales

Dying of thirst, could I still be alive or worse
Where was I last, parked on the street when a shadow
Was cast

Taking me out, a struggle ensued
What was that hole in my shirt and the blood that
Spilled to the floor
Like a dead man´s

Focus is blurred and a voice off camera is heard
The lighting´s to blame, tell the assistant director
The same
Pulling away to a final dissolve
Soundtrack provides a lush bed of strings
Before the screen fades to black
And the credits rise above like the soul of
A dead man