paroles de chanson the rot - Dean Blunt

I told her relax
You might as well relax
′Cause the fear is going down, down, down

I told you to leave
But you never do it
So this fear is growng on, on, on
See it coming down, down, down

And I guess it'll rot away
And I found you here on another day
You′re waiting for an old dream
Found you on another day

All is spoken, after that
There's a desert left behind
You're a stranger in a dark room
Holding on to someone new

I am waiting on a old dream
Holding on to someone new, ooh
For a moment I′ve been waiting
Stranger in a dark room

See it going down, down, down
Said it′s going down, down, down