paroles de chanson To Die in Paris - Black Nail Cabaret
What
if
I
die
an
ugly
death
And
everyone
will
be
underground?
What
if
he
dies
an
ugly
death
And
I'll
have
to
watch
and
hold
his
hand?
Does
it
really
get
better?
I
think
of
it
every
day
Just
one
last
song
Forever
to
play
Forever
to
play
To
cry
in
your
garden
Is
like
to
die
in
Paris
Watching
decaying
flowers
Is
like
to
die
in
Paris
Crying
over
beauty
Is
like
to
die
in
Paris
Crying
over
lovers
is
like
To
die
in
Paris
I
saw
my
killer
coming
through
the
door
He
is
right
behind
the
flordid
floor
I
feel
I
have
to
hide
my
vanilla
energy
I
have
to
keep
it
to
myself
to
keep
my
sanity
Does
it
really
get
better?
I
think
of
it
every
day
Just
one
last
glance
For
another
day
For
another
day
To
cry
in
your
garden
Is
like
to
die
in
Paris
Watching
decaying
flowers
Is
like
to
die
in
Pairs
Crying
over
beauty
Is
like
to
die
in
Pairs
Crying
over
lovers
Is
like
to
die
in
Paris
1 Black Lava
2 Spheres
3 No Gold
4 To Die in Paris
5 My Casual God
6 Make a Run
7 Maelstrom
8 Private Religion
9 Children at Play
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