paroles de chanson Beauty Like A Tightened Bow - Beatenberg

The poem is an essay that lacked rigour
The name is a flavour on the lips
Your beauty's a finger on the trigger
Gonna let it slip

Do you wanna be famous?
Do you wanna be free?
Do you wanna be reckless?
Well, come with me
Do you wanna go quickly?
Do you wanna go slow?
Well, Helen, you know your beauty's like a tightened bow

Like a tightened bow

The city is filled with Bougainvillaea
The enemy's hiding in the ferns
Your name is a flame upon the pillar
Gonna let it burn

Do you wanna be famous?
Do you wanna be free?
Do you wanna be reckless?
Well, come with me
Do you wanna go quickly?
Do you wanna go slow?
Well, Helen, you know your beauty's like a tightened bow

Like a tightened bow, oh
Like a tightened bow

Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow

Do you wanna be famous?
Do you wanna be free?
Do you wanna be reckless?
Well, come with me
Leave a path of destruction
Wherever you go
Wherever you show your beauty like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow
Like a tightened bow, oh
Like a tightened bow