paroles de chanson Better - Viky Red , Aylin

I go up, I go down,
Gotta get out of this town,
I'm numb, I suffocate,
Gotta move before it's too late,
Cause I'm sick of running around and around,
Sick of saying, I'll never back down,
And I'm of faces, I'm tired to wait,
For things to get.

To get better...
Won't you tell me when?
Won't you tell me how?
Better...
Will you came and take me, come and raise me up?
Up...
Up...
Up...

I'll rest for a while,
While I'm thinking of your smile,
Your face, your eyes,
Can't you see that my body cries?
Cause I'm tired of running for miles and miles,
Tired of waiting the end of this trial,
And I'm of faces, I'm tired to wait,
For things to get.

To get better...
Won't you tell me when?
Won't you tell me how?
Better...
Will you came and take me, come and raise me?
Better...
Won't you tell me when?
Won't you tell me how?
Better...
Will you came and take me, come and raise me up?
Come and raise me up?
Come and raise me up?
Come and raise me up?

Come and raise me up, I will take you up To get better...
Won't you tell me when?
Won't you tell me how?
Better...
Will you came and take me, come and raise me up?