paroles de chanson The Prince - La Jerôme

I gave you the keys myself
I chose you as my warden
But then your favors turned razors to all that bloomed
In my secret garden

Prince of my darkest days
You got me begging for the black-lights you shine
When you switched off the sun and cut out the skyline
King of lost grounds
You came and made me vow to be your Queen of hearts
To take mine
And to throw it to the flames
Of your blue-blooded mind-games

And here I stand
In the middle of the Kingdom we build
Here I remain
Fallen knight of love's guilt

You made me beg for the black-lights you shine
You made me vow to be your Queen
And crowned our love with a glass ceiling

In my secret garden
You had me begging for the black-lights you shine