paroles de chanson The Devils Nightingale - simplyollie

To the little boy I met in trauma, broken bones
We had some things in common we just wanna go home
To the left girl very worried with a broken soul
Police come through the door you started crying more

As I lay in my, my state of mind
Deteriorates
With blood on my face as I question my faith
Thought I fell off, no way back home
So goes the tale my trip to hell neither hot or cold
The Devils Nightingale
He won't prevail but he had me fooled

To the little boy I met in trauma, broken bones
We had some things in common we just wanna go home
To the left girl very worried with a broken soul
Police come through the door you started crying more

Suicide my nine to five
Demons hide behind the eye
Praying that I would just die
Jesus please nowhere to hide
I wanna be right by your side
Why's it hard to stay in the light?
That was say life until I had met you
So goes the tale my trip to hell neither hot or cold
The Devils Nightingale
He won't prevail but he had me fooled

Nah nah nah nah
Da da da
Do do do do