Текст песни Music's Gone - Stacey Q

Okay we're rolling, take one

Never should've loved
A boy like you
Never should've let you through

The temperature rising
On the telephone
I'm in the danger zone

Your criminal type is
Surgical eyes
Revealing the infection
Like a foreign spy

Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Oh, can you hear me

It's the coldest place
In an empty room
Like the arctic nights
On Neptune

Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone

Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Oh, can you hear me

It's the coldest place
In an empty room
Like the arctic nights
On Neptune

Your body was a weapon
That you aimed at me
You shot me down
Like a mercenary
Rescue me

Never should've loved a boy like you
Never should've let you through

Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on

Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone
Can't go on
Music's gone