paroles de chanson Wishing Well - Olivia Sebastianelli , Sam Feldt

She drips diamonds like a glacier melts
She′s self-made down to her buckles and belts
And she's really happy, but not with a lot
And she gets her pleasures from her candy shop

She′s busy, busy losing the glam
Busy but her mind is shut
Doesn't really want it to stop
She just says now

Hey there sister
That bottle is your hell
I ain't drinking
That honey can′t you tell
Jump while they′re swimming
This ship is sinking
God knows who to say so
Hey there mister
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well

Don't start thinking
It messes with your head
Go with instincts
The sweet or the dead
True love is out there
It′s waiting with a ring
You'll know her face
The second she walks in

She′s busy, busy losing the glam
Busy but his mind is shut
He doesn't really want it to stop
He just says now

Hey there sister
That bottle is your hell
I ain′t drinking
That honey can't you tell
Jump while they're swimming
This ship is sinking
God knows who to say so
Hey there mister
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well

Hey there sister
That bottle is your hell
I ain′t drinking
That honey can′t you tell
Jump while they're swimming
This ship is sinking
God knows who to say so
Hey there mister
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well
Throw some luck, oh, into the wishing well