paroles de chanson All That’s Left - Manila Killa , Joni Fatora

Can we break the spell on this carousel?
Play like little kids eating sugar, getting sick, repeat
I want you, but I don't when the bitter outweighs the sweet
We get carried away
At the end of the day,
all we have is a memory
Living technicolor dreams
'til we're bursting at the seams
And it all just fades to gray
We're breaking up and then
we're making up again
When we go 'round and 'round
on this carousel
We're breaking up and then
we're making up again
When we go 'round and 'round
on this carousel
On this carousel,
on this carousel
Loves me, loves me not, the flowers there to rot and die
You used to look so bright but you took the stars from my eyes
We get carried away
At the end of the day,
all we have is a memory
Living technicolor dreams
'til we're bursting at the seams
And it all just fades to gray
We're breaking up and then
we're making up again
When we go 'round and 'round
on this carousel
We're breaking up and then
we're making up again
When we go 'round and 'round
on this carousel
On this carousel,
on this carousel
Can we break the spell on this carousel?
Can we break the spell on this carousel?