A Perderse
Lucybell
To Get Lost
To get lost
I made Russian roulettes, to be at peace
and I made the red crosses, I imagined the sea
I imagined swimming in lava to your arms
swimming to your arms, in flames...
I made revolutions, with pieces of anxiety
and I made the white fairies, I imagined the sea
I imagined swimming in lava to your arms
swimming to your arms... in flames...
Whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
and whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
The truth is, no, you don't light up enough... and to get lost!
I made the green tones, that make you fly
and I made the dry rivers, I imagined the sea
I imagined swimming in lava to your arms...
swimming to your arms... in flames...
Whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
and whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
an eternity and more!
Whenever
I lose my way,
you will light it up
and whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
You know you have to set fire, you will light it up
and whenever I lose my way, you will light it up
The truth is, no, you don't light up enough... and to get lost!
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost...
and to get lost
