paroles de chanson Several Gods - Baasch

There's a lot of silver
Tarnishing in me
Let me open myself
Let me open
I've just played a simple, loving symphony
Let me open myself
Let me open

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends

I could teach you breathing
With the purest air
Let me open myself
Let me open
I could be your reason
I could make you stay
Let me open myself
Let me open

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends

It's keeping me in distance
It's clearing your space
It's OK
I've got several gods
Suffering friends